Winner takes the Cows, Loser meets the dinner table. [Pack Hunt!]

She was often in and out between Valhalla and the Nomads these days. And sometimes, she was gone for days or weeks at a time as she studied with their brethren. But it just so happened that as she was returning to Valhalla for a week-long stay, she caught sight of Ardyn's companion flying ahead with a simple message. Ears perked as her stomach growled. She knew she had eaten...at some point...but now she couldn't remember if she had today, or if had been the day before. She had been so occupied and busy with her studies that she was often distracted. Ah well, if her stomach was rumbling, that meant she ought to join in on the hunt and get a meal in, right? A slight smile tugged at her lips as she headed towards Ardyn's general location. She moved at a brisk trot, the smaller woman tracking down her brother's scent trail until she eventually found him. "Halo a bhràthair ghràdhaich, tha mi an dòchas nach eil dragh agad ma thèid mi còmhla riut." It wasn't exactly a question, especially considering nobody else had yet to arrive.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think