hearing voices through the walls
seasonal prompt/open if you want it
12-29-2021, 12:43 AM
It's true, Sanngriðr would benefit from a reality check every once in a while. That reality check usually came in the form of a swift (and sharp) reminder from her cousin. Well, every group needed at least one wet blanket, in case of emergency. While she had her reservations sometimes, Sanngriðr could also glad that she'd brought the priestess along. Even if she could be annoying sometimes... they all could. As Iðunn examined the lynx, the valkyrie licked her wounds-- the ones she could reach. The ones on her shoulder were a bit tougher, but she was able to lick at the damage on the undersides of her thighs. The back legs of the creature had done its best to deter Sanngriðr, that was for sure. She didn't mind it, though. The healer's work was strange, but the valkyrie had time to curl up and tend to herself as best she could. Right, this looked... like it should be fine. Most unusual, at that, her eyebrows both lifted. Bringing it to camp... Sanngriðr let go an exaggerated, long suffering sigh. Still, she couldn't hold the smile back for much longer. Sanngriðr was proud of the fresh kill. "Fine fine... hey, do you think we can eat it?" There was a curiosity to her, eyeing Iðunn to see how she'd react. Maybe eating the creature wasn't the best choice, but she'd already gone through the trouble of killing it. Still, there were no arguments as she took a portion of the lynx in her mouth and began the process of dragging it back to their camp by the wall. "My fucking shoulder hurts," the complaint was muffled around the limb in her mouth. Still, her chest was more than a bit puffed out. This was something she could be proud of... a sort of humble brag. SANNGRIÐR Kom och hata mig. |
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