Every Eye An Open Storm

Álarr bounded across the battlefield with a whoop and a yell. He was super excited to be here to do some fight training. He'd managed to convince Valdís to escort him in exchange for twine and sinew. He felt it was a fair trade even though he'd given just about the last of it to the older woman. Afi hadn't been terribly pleased with the deal. The sullen cat slinked along beside him while Bryhildr took to the air above him, her ivory wings just catching the sun. Ok, ok, he could do this. Ok! Excitement and anxiety bubbled out of his mouth as he howled for an opponent. He hoped he'd get someone cool and not overly mean.