A Somber Homecoming

Dagrún licked at her comes which were sore and bleeding. She wasn't quite sure what she'd done but maybe she'd been chewing on too many bones and it had caused the inflammation. She meant to go to Álarr with this but embarrassment had stopped her. She didn't want her uncle staring at the inside of her mouth anyway. Now that she was getting older she was becoming increasingly interested in the jobs of a warrior within a pack. While it was true she aspired to the rank of raidsmen she still wanted to be able to protect her pack and go out on patrol. After the hard winter she'd caught bear tracks awfully close to the Fireside border. No doubt their livestock were attracting unwanted attention. She'd heard that Úlfr had returned to the pack for awhile and decided to bug him.