we have a hope we must defend
morg
Cooperative
08-02-2023, 03:35 PM
Morganna's eyes went wide. Víðarr smiled softly, a little pride blooming in his chest. He had surprised her. That was good, he couldn't help but be proud of himself for that one. She neared, peering into the hollow. Víðarr stood just behind the girl, watching as she investigated. The question of the creature's mother... well, Víðarr could only shrug. "Abandoned the nest." Though the reasons behind it were unknown to the hulking shadow. Perhaps a predator had scared her off, perhaps it was something worse... such were the ways of nature. "We move it into a basket for you to take back," Víðarr nodded decisively. He looked to one of his dogs, settling down their packs and beginning to rummage. A little basket with scraps of furs for insulation, which the viking carefully arranged. Looking to Morganna now, he lifted his eyebrows. "I hold the basket, you move the whole nest?" Though phrased like a question, it was more of a directive. He was still getting the hang of this whole parenting thing. |
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Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.