bringa ätlingarna hem
family
02-15-2022, 02:32 AM
Bodin had been out hunting, as was his way. The hulking man had a sack full of summer ptarmigans between his teeth when the call rang out. Rather than going out of his way to take them back to food storage, he simply took the birds with him. Coming into the clearing, the galactic brute noted those that were already present. He bestowed friendly nods to the group, gave a lingering look to San, then went and deposited himself on the furs beside his smaller, though equally galactic sister. The man leaned in to gently nose her cheek, still amazed that she had made it off of their island home in one piece. Sliding down to lay on his stomach, Bodin tossed the bag of dead birds off to the side. He then turned his attention fully to Vidarr, who would apparently be the speaker this evening. "Speech" |