let's fight

Dagrún was chewing on a deer antler when she heard her sister calling out for an opponent. She hadn't made any plans for the day and was suffering under the weight of boredom so the minute she heard the call she sprang to her feet and raced over the rangeland. She didn't want any of her other siblings to get there before she did. It felt like it had been ages since her last real spar. Dagrún had been spending time tinkering, crafting, and setting up her own personal den now that she was a yearling. Her fighting skills were being neglected and it was definitely time to correct that.

She skidded to a stop in front of her sister, panting a little from the effort. "You rang, sis? I could use a good fight!"