It's A Good Day Above The Ground

Eyrun watched the two of them work, curious as to what kind of things Eldi could make with fawn's pelt. Using armor and trinkets in battle wasn't really her personal style, but she wondered if he was working to help supply the band with anything they might need for future raids. "Indeed it does," she agreed that it felt good to catch up, especially with bandmates that she was less familiar with. Truthfully Hjarrandi was all she had in terms of comrades and she fully intended to integrate more seamlessly with the rest of Valkyrie's band. This was a permanent thing, as far as she was concerned - a life spent with a few like-minded wolves, spreading chaos as they took what was rightfully theirs and spread their reputation across the land? That sounded like a damn good plan to her.

She wondered just what her faith meant to Eldi, if anything. His name suggested a similar upbringing but she couldn't be quite so certain. Eyrun nodded, listening as he finally explained what he was doing with the fawn. A brow raised as he worked at the thing's brain, not exactly disgusted with what he was doing. "I haven't been doing much. Readying myself for whatever Valk has planned for us next." It was mostly mental preparation, though physical training was important too.. though since coming to Boreas she'd been mostly on her own, even when traveling with the band, and she was about as physically prepared as a wolf could be. Save for her lack of true fighting experience, of course. "I should probably get a few fights under me before we raid," she suggested after a moment, licking the blood from her lips, though it had already stained her pale coat and would likely need more than a quick swipe of her tongue to truly disappear. "I hear you're quite the fighter. Maybe you could teach me a thing or two," her eyes widened, obvious interest gleaming in her pale gaze, a hint of suggestion touching her voice.