Beat like a heart thats painted in gold

Sedna · 07-24-2020, 01:22 AM

When the youngster advised there were no packs here, the silver woman visibly relaxed, her tail flagging out behind her in a friendly wave, a wry smile crossing her maw. “You didn’t intrude, we were simply surprised. We don’t see winged wolves where we hail from.” She offered by way of explanation. There was still a chance the young giant would be pursued, but there were no thundering paws, or warning snarls on the breeze, and even in the failing light she could see the skies were, as yet, clear. If it did eventuate that he had a caregiver, well, she could cross that bridge when she came to it. She might even be able to turn this chance encounter to her advantage. He was young and well rested, and Sigrún still had energy to burn.

“How about you two race, and I will try and find us a bite to eat, hmm? We can continue on when the sun rises in the morning. The mountain isn’t going to grow legs and move on us overnight.” The latter was offered up for the sake of her niece, who was impatient at the best of times, and reckless at the worst. She would wait for some counter or acceptance from her companions before setting out to see if she could flush out a warren or something else warm to fill their bellies.

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Beat like a heart thats painted in gold

Sedna