silver is the grip on the helping hand
[ strai ] [ hunting med prey + healing ]
10-14-2023, 05:35 PM
He is a bit grouchy, yes, but Bylgja pays that no mind. They are working together, and he is smaller, even though one day Bylgja is sure he will not be. She does not rush him, though; instead, she listens. Her ear swivels back towards Strai, and she nods, once, before fanning out, watching her footsteps with the ease of one who knows their limits. She did not question his order-- instead, she reacts, following his command, using her larger size to break snow and begin to push the reindeer towards the right. The reindeer, of course, knew what the two approaching wolves meant for it, and it panicked, sprinting right, only to peel back and stagger away from a sheer drop. Bylgja eyed Strai, waiting for his signal -- she knew how to strike, but he was firmly in command of the situation, because she -- well. She wanted to see how he behaved under the duress of conditions. She doesn't loiter. The reindeer is slowly losing its ability to run, given the way it's being hemmed in.
Let the boy have his blood, if he wants it. But if he wants her striking first, she shall. |
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