I'm bad as bad can be
Víðarr
01-15-2022, 07:10 PM
Víðarr wasted no time in joining her, and for that she was thankful. There were many things she wanted to do, the first of which was get food sorted for the day. Between everyone in the group they went through the food quite quickly. At least with two wolves it would be easier to hunt something larger than a hare, and two sets of paws would make dragging it back to camp a breeze. Her nose wrinkled at his use of the common tongue, giving him a side eye with a single raised brow. It seemed he wasn't too fond of the word either, which brought her a sense of amusement. She agreed with his choice, however, and already had a few uses lined up for the antlers. "Lead the way cousin." Iðunn followed behind him as he began to follow the scent trail, lengthening her stride to keep up easily with his longer legs. It didn't take them long to find the deer herd, and she peeked around one of the larger trees to observe them silently, her gaze flitting between the different ungulates to find either a young bull deer, or one that was somewhat injured or older. Taking on a bull in its prime with just the two of them would be very risky, but she found that risk to be acceptable if they had some sort of edge over it. She spotted an older bull, possibly even older than her, that favoured one of its legs as it walked while grazing. With a gentle bump of her shoulder against Víðarr's, she silently motioned to the bull deer with her muzzle to see if he agreed with her choice. Hunting 1/3 |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish