we do not sow [raid meeting]

Eisleif had mostly just hunkered down with the arrival of the earthquake. Nowhere seemed safe, but they did have respite here. Being so close to a pack’s refugee camp wasn’t ideal but they managed. The woman had spent her idle time crafting weapons mostly, and doing what hunting she could. The land was suffering, as was evidenced everywhere they looked. However, it seemed the gods like to smile upon their band, and no one had been forced to go hungry. Especially with the supplies gathered in the market. She’d been reclusive, but she’d spent the time as a queen.

Dark paws carried her towards Valkyrie’s call. Her striped tail flicked at her hips as she appeared at the gathering. She gave a quick nod to each one present and coiled her haunches to wait what their leader had to say.