Braided Strength

Harbringr brushed against one of the gnarled trees as he came to a stop. It was truly a fascinating territory with trees bending and twisting into the sky as if they had been dancing and suddenly froze once the sun had arisen. He glanced back to Aurielle. "Well enough, we are eager to move though. I home our pack lands made it through the eruption ok." There had been some separations but otherwise everyone had made it out alive. He was particularly glad to have his brother Hannibal back with the group.

"And Valhalla? I take it you are doing well?" He could sense something in her, sorrow perhaps. He rested his front paws on one of the trees, uncertain what she needed. Would it help to talk? Did she need distraction? Hari didn't know and so he waited for some clue.