I sent a prayer for something holy
Barghest
01-13-2022, 04:37 AM
At his acceptance to teach her at least a bit of what he knew, a small smile wormed its way onto her face. She dipped her head respectfully at him to show she was very glad to have him teach her. "Thank you," she said simply. It would be good to learn the proper techniques, and maybe she could even teach her cousins as well. If they were willing to sit and listen, and that was a big if. Her lip curled a little in distaste when he spoke of more rain. Rain was okay at the best of times, and frankly quite annoying most of the time. At least in her opinion. It was noisy, and seemed to just magically make any scents in the air disappear until the sky cleared. Snow was similar, but she was far more used to snow than rain and knew how to deal with it better. At least Barghest hadn't said he hailed from a land that was described best as a desert. She hummed softly in agreement under her breath, catching his gaze when he glanced at her. Yes, together as a group they'd learn more about this strange land, and hopefully for the better. "Yes, together." Iðunn then looked up into the night sky, taking note of the moon's position. It wasn't terribly late, but certainly by this hour Sanngriðr would start to worry. "We should start to head back... there doesn't seem to be much of interest here." At least on the outside of the large object. She had noticed an opening to the side, but that would be an adventure for a different day. She stood up and turned to where she had made her harrowing climb up, looking over her shoulder at the larger night-skied wolf with a raised shoulder as if to ask you coming? |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish