hearing voices through the walls
seasonal prompt/open if you want it
01-01-2022, 02:47 AM
A chunk of the crystal bounced off Sanngriðr's foreleg, and she rolled her eyes dramatically at her cousin. She was comfortable with the girl, and they made an alright team, if a strange one. The eldest of their family, and they handled that responsibility differently. Opening the thing up, checking for crystals... it was probably for the best. Wouldn't want anyone getting sick. Sure sure, all reasonable things. With confident steps and her inherent strength, moving the lynx a bit farther was really no trouble. Not heavy, just awkward. "Never." She smirked. There was nothing that would keep her careful, after all. Even a near death experience would likely leave Sanngriðr undeterred, and just as bold. Just as brash-- so it goes, when it came to the valkyrie. Nothing, absolutely nothing, would bind her to the laws of man and beast. Sanngriðr was simply as she was. You can wait here or help me. Well, if those were her only options, the girl figured she'd help Iðunn. With tender steps, she trailed after the taller woman. The priestess gathered herbs and set up with fresh water, Sanngriðr could only assume to clean the wounds. "Here, I can carry some of it." It was a bit gruff, but she'd help. The leaves, sure. They soaked what they could, and Sanngriðr grumbled softly. A threat, and one she knew wasn't empty. The valkyrie had a bit of a habit... not the best one. More grumbling as she spoke, and Sanngriðr's eyes flickered to her cousin. Something told her this one was going to sting, and she was already less than pleased. "Fine, fine, just get it over with." There was a 100% chance that she was going to squirm. So it goes. SANNGRIÐR Kom och hata mig. |
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