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The large woman found it quite interesting, the way that this sad dogwolf looked at her. She didn't know what either of them were doing.

Still, Bylgja followed.

Something struck the viking as being... wrong about the water before her, and she jerked her head towards the tearful woman before skulking closer to the water. Bylgja leaned down, sniffing, peering into the water, her tail up. The axe-woman began to wonder what was wrong.

She hoped that she would be able to figure it out.

BYLGJA CHOOSES WISDOM.