wash away my memories
idunn / hunting
01-14-2022, 05:05 AM
With the amount of food her cousins all ate it felt as if she was spending most of her free time out hunting. It wasn't the worst thing in the world; the number of pelts she had was growing to a sizeable amount that would work well as insulation for their beds. Not to mention the collection of animal skulls she was steadily accumulating brought her a great measure of happiness. But yet once again, here she was beyond the wall, nose lifted to the air to see if she could catch the scent of any prey upon the wind. At first it had just been the musk of another wolf that drew her forward, but it didn't take much time after she began to follow the trail that the delicious aroma of some type of ungulate mixed in with it. Ah, it seemed she might have to contend for a meal this day... or perhaps they could come to some form of agreement. It didn't take her long to catch up, the much smaller and dark form of a wolf clearly visible against the snowy ground up ahead, and most interestingly with a pair of horns upon their head. She stalked closer, letting out a deep huff of air to announce her presence to the smaller wolf, not wanting to scare them. Not that she particularly cared about scaring them, but if there was a chance to work together then she figured she shouldn't go around terrifying the wolf. "We work together... to catch the prey?" Iðunn said, putting extra emphasis on her accent to make it seem as if she could speak even less of the common tongue than she actually could. She wanted to get this over more quickly than not, and didn't feel like talking much today, but pretending she couldn't communicate at all would just hinder any ability to successfully catch the prey. |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish
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