She had been silently meditating under the trees again, doing her absolute best to keep the radiating pain in her jaw from interrupting her peace of mind with little success. It seemed to be getting worse in the recent days, less of a tingling piercing pain and more streaks of burning heat the spread all along her muzzle and seemingly in her very teeth themselves. She had half a mind to try and just rip rip her upper canines out which seemed to be bearing the brunt of the pain, but that would leave her with a less effective bite which she sorely needed to protect herself.
Meditation completed somewhat unsuccessfully, Iðunn opened her eyes with a heavy exhale, stretching out her jaws with a wince as the very air of her breath sent a lance of pain throughout her mouth. Perhaps it was time again to partake in her medicinal stores so she could at least have a restful nap.
Her ears twitched at a nearby sound, head turning to face whatever it was with a partial snarl on her face, more from pain-induced irritation than anything else, but a look of meanness nonetheless. Just at the tree line she spotted the familiar rust red form of Róta who appeared to be dragging a caribou calf carcass. That was new.
Iðunn stayed where she sat, simply watching her cousin as her wrinkled muzzle fell flat again into a look more akin to interest. "You've been busy." Was it food time already? Perhaps she had been almost-meditating for longer than expected.
