from the cosmos spun
wight & family
02-15-2022, 01:52 AM
Day had turned into weeks. Bodin felt as though he was acclimating well enough to the band. He was fairly easy going and seemed to get along with each wolf in the group, though he wouldn't say that he was entirely familiar with them yet. They'd all fallen into a comfortable enough relationship together and that was all that he could ask for so early in the game. Every wolf pulled their weight and Bodin did so by hunting. It was one of the things that he was inherently good at. It was rare for the galactic brute to return to camp with an empty maw. He was usually carting some dead creature to add to the food stores. When he wasn't hunting, Bodin tried to spend time with Sanngridr, quite enjoying the dark woman's company. There was an oddness about her that he appreciated. A sort of dangerous beauty. He couldn't quite trust her, but he couldn't not trust her, as strange as that sounded. He hoped that whatever electric chemistry that he'd felt between them would grow. He very much wanted to take the woman to mate even this early in the game. Strolling into camp, the blue and red swirled giant was more than a little surprised to see some of the group clustered around someone new. As he drew near, the fat rabbit that he'd had clutched between his jaws fell to the earth as his maw hung open in disbelief. "Tove?" soft baritones whispered incredulously. Never had he expected to see his sister again. In Bodin's mind, they were all dead. She had been dead. Now here she was, alive and well, though looking a little thin. The behemoths brows drew together, trying to fight the tumultuous emotions warring within him. He didn't step closer, not yet. Not until he could mentally come to terms with Tove rising from the dead. "Speech" |
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