thanks, but i'm going on my way now
ft valkyrie
07-30-2019, 03:18 PM
Valkyrie didn't seem to be getting it and the dwarf shook her head. "he is an alpha" Dutch went on, recalling Hannibal's words to her. he ruled alongside Deathbelle, and would ensure their children grew up loved and welcomed. she had to trust him. she knew that the Hjarrandi would look to these unborn children and call them bastards. even if Valkyrie was kinder than most Vikings, that's all they'd ever see. "he can't come to me, no." asking Hannibal to leave his status as an alpha behind for her was unfair. they weren't even mates. she sighed. "it isn't fair to ask my unborn pups to live a nomad life, Valkyrie. in Ashen, they'll be with their family. they'll be able to decide on what they want to be." they'd have more freedom, but Dutch bit back saying that. she was never one of the Hjarrandi; she had been a little dwarf trailing after them for months now, interested only in honing her crafting skills. she never felt like one of the band. they may have been from the same land, but Dutch had grown in a different setting. who knew if Ashen was going to be home either? "if it's our arrangement you're troubled about, I've done plenty of crafting to ensure Market Day is a success for the Hjarrandi" Valkyrie would find the fruits of her labor in her old den. stocked to the brim with various items that Dutch had made. but after Market Day? she wasn't going to be here. |
dutch speaks with a thick scandinavian accent.