I'll share in your suffering
Sanngriðr
12-27-2021, 10:05 PM
The peace and tranquility was shattered by the sound of her cousins voice next to her. Well, shattered was a bit of an extreme word to use. Her meditative-like trance was interrupted by her cousin, but she wasn't as bothered by this interruption in comparison to the antics Róta had decided to get up to earlier that morning. This was far more manageable to deal with, and Sanngriðr was far less chaotic than their younger more feral-acting relative. Sometimes she wondered if Róta had accidentally been switched at birth with some type of large hyena or jackal. Iðunn turned her head to glance sideways at her cousin, offering as much of a dip of her head as she could with the way her chin lay upon her legs. "Blessed be your morning, cousin." Today was a blessed day for them all, for she had prayed to the Goddess of the dawn for a safe and productive day for the group, in the hopes they would be lucky and not face any troubles as they began to settle down around the strange wall. Her gaze returned back to the sparse pines in the distance, and flicked both ears forward to alert Sanngriðr to the small critters up ahead, foraging among the grasses and foliage. Text here "This area is brimming with small prey," she said softly, watching as a hare thumped its back legs on the ground at the hare next to it, as if it was having some sort of argument. "We should have no issues hunting enough prey to eat." And there would be no shortage of small animals for her to offer up during her prayers and rituals, as long as Róta didn't snap them up when she wasn't carefully watching. |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish