bringa ätlingarna hem

The last of the siblings would finally make their appearance, Auðr had been farther from them the most as of late, their curiosity drawing them further south for the majority of the time they'd arrived on this continent. It was known that they'd return though, they were not a deserter and though they shirked the limelight they knew well enough where they slotted into the family dynamic. Víðarr's call reached them and Auðr would turn their wandering paws towards family, towards home.

Their slate gaze roved over the gathered wolves and much like their cousin Auðr was a little surprised to see that their sister was managing to hold herself back from the delicious smelling meats. Auðr lifted their gaze to seek out Víðarr's gaze, gave their brother a nod and then settled themselves at the back of the group, close enough to obviously be there and paying attention but with the safe distance of their role, the silent brains, the villain of the day.

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