Repair Work

Úlfr had returned home briefly to Fireside to mourn his mothers. He knew they were older than most but it had still come as a shock to learn they'd passed away over the winter. He'd always thought of them as being invincible. He took some comfort in knowing he might see them again in the after life if he conducted his life appropriately and made the gods proud.

He walked through the range, reminiscing when he saw the healer Álarr cleaning mud out of a den. He barked out a gentle greeting, trying to catch the other mans attention rather than startle him.