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Trails and Trials [AW Hunt]



Sanngriðr

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
55
player
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02-01-2022, 07:44 AM




It's not on Sanngriðr to dwell upon the appearance of others. She's still far more interested in the raven, and the omens that may come with it. Though primarily a cynic, some thoughts were hard to shake.

The strange man speaks over his plan, and Sanngriðr nods once-- acknowledgement. "Longer legs. You drive." Her tone wasn't sharp, necessarily, but the valkyrie is all business. The sooner they're able to eat, the sooner she can get directions back to the north. Would she make it back before night fell? Travelling alone at night was dangerous, and that didn't escape her notice. Yes, this stranger had longer legs and would undoubtedly be faster. It was better if he drove the doe, and the valkyrie could swoop in and do what she did best: kill.

The raven joined the man, something that catches Sanngriðr's attention. Lyr-- he has a name. "On your call." The valkyrie speaks to the bird now, nodding once more before taking off. Her posture is confident, self-assured. Her stride seems to eat the ground at her feet. Though shorter, she's stacked muscle and raw power. She takes care to remain up wind from the doe, not wanting her to catch a scent and flee. It only takes a few moments for Sanngriðr to be in position within the shadows cast by the trees, amber gaze intense, waiting.

SANNGRIÐR
Kom och hata mig.