Grumble Grumble
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10-13-2023, 09:09 PM
Snow and stones. Bylgja moved with her axe strapped to her side, now; she carried it and the backstrap with an elegance that one may not expect, given her powerful, scraggly frame. The bulky wolf couldn't help but keep looking at the axe. More than once, she'd taken it from her back to admire the shape, the angle of the blade. She has been doing her share of fighting preparation -- now she needs to work on her healing, and that means finding herbs, finding materials for poultices.
Her jaw set, Bylgja comes up upon the right side of the wolf that's digging in snow. She speaks in her strong, accented tone, and it leaves her with a strength and boisterousness that carries great warmth, despite her scarred face, despite her axe, despite the killing power that's clear in her frame. "Any herbs by that stone?" A flash of teeth, and Bylgja began to search as well, nosing through snow and investigating around the other side of a standing stone. "Plenty around. Just matter of finding them." |
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