hearing voices through the walls
seasonal prompt/open if you want it
01-13-2022, 02:45 AM
It hurt, but it was necessary. The valkyrie understood that much, even if she wasn't the most amused with the procedure itself. Still, Sanngriðr was grateful as the focus moved away from her shoulder. That would be sore for a while. At least the insides of her thighs would heal up quicker. Iðunn's movements were practiced, skillful. Her explanation was reasonable. The valkyrie had a habit of getting herself into all sorts of trouble and other assorted fuckery, so having the wounds covered was important. It would keep the bugs out too... alright, okay, ideal. An added benefit, one that Iðunn likely knew well, is that the weird tasting poultice would keep Sanngriðr from messing with the damaged skin. A good repellant, as the valkyrie was liable to pick at, gnaw at, and itch any scabs as they formed. As her cousin finished and wiped her paws, she righted herself and offered a glance that was far softer than her usual resolute gaze. "Thank you." The words came, and she meant them. Sure, their relationship could be strained, but what family relations were easy all the time? Familiarity, trust, and a bond that ran deep. She couldn't ask for more than that. Family loyalties came above absolutely anything, chosen family. Even if things were weird, even if things were hard, they'd chosen each other. That was what mattered. Right, the lynx. Sanngriðr pulled herself from her thoughts, moving closer to the corpse in the grass. The valkyrie peered carefully at it, nodding as her cousin spoke. She'd assist, sure. Carefully, she held the lynx still so Iðunn could open it, peering curiously while trying not to get too in the way. She'd never seen anything like it either. So much curiosity, and so many strange thoughts... was this land cursed? Had they come just in time to see the end of days? Hmm. As the creature's abdomen opened and some of the skin peeled away, it looked mostly normal, maybe a bit more glittery in the morning sunlight than they should have been, but her thoughts were curious. "Can you check the inside, near some of the crystal growth?" When Sanngriðr had fought the creature, it seemed that the growths were anchored extremely well. Had they been attached to the bone? SANNGRIÐR Kom och hata mig. |
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