Munch Them Mammoths

Dagrún was mostly ok with Álarr's idea. Hurt 'em enough to make them stampede toward a cliff and hope one of them fell in. Ok, sure. However, she wasn't super pleased with not being able to climb one. She scowled when he looked at her before giving him a piece of her mind. "That's not fair! If Torrent and Sparrow can disembowel it then I want to to!" He didn't seem to be paying attention, instead speaking over her. Oh, the nerve! She was going to leave something unpleasant in his den. She didn't know what yet but she was going to make sure it was something good. Another option might be stealing some of his herbs but she knew that would be taken more seriously in this harsh time of a seemingly never-ending winter.