I'm bad as bad can be
Víðarr
01-15-2022, 06:10 PM
They'd discussed hunting a larger prey animal and harvesting it's skin and any other pieces they could find uses for earlier, as it was time they begun to truly settle down and make this place feel like home. Iðunn had woken up early, rising with the sun as usual, but left her cousin to sleep in a little while she spent time offering up a short prayer to Ullr to bless their hunt that day. By the time she was finished the sun was well above the horizon, and as silently as the wind itself, she crept over to Víðarr to gently shake him awake by prodding his shoulder. "Let's go, try not to wake the others," she said in a hushed whisper, not waiting for any response before creeping away so as to not disturb the others. If he took his time waking up and getting ready that was on him, but she would head out north to begin scenting for any prey with or without him. He could follow her trail and catch up if he was slow to rise that morning, not that he often was, which was something she admired about it. Iðunn raised her muzzle into the air, breathing in deeply and picking up hints of Dall sheep and whitetail deer in the distance. She would be fine with either, and would leave it up to Víðarr to decide what was on the menu for the day. |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish