Bloody Your Teeth For The Good Of The Pack

Víðarr wishes to expand the pack and Tove will do anything to help him reach his goal. With a select group of hunters, the scarred woman had set out to the crypt to scout the different types of prey animals that can be found down here. As the group traverse down into the bowels of the dark crypt, the woman finds the scent of a male musk ox lingering heavily in the air. The poor bastard probably wandered down here to avoid one of the blizzards that seem so common to the mountain and it could not find its way out. Better to not let its meat go to waste.

Pulling the group to a stop, the scarred woman looks to each one as she says, “There is a musk ox in here. We will work as a group to bring it down. I want one wolf on every side. I will take the front.” Her voice is ragged and hoarse but her intent and seriousness of the situation cannot be missed. Eyes flick between the others as she waits for them claim right, left and back. Once they all have declared their choice, Tove dips her head in agreement and says, “Stay together and stay close. Do not wander off.” This place acts like a labyrinth and the woman knows that someone could be easily get lost if they break off from the group.

With a firm nod, the woman begins to move, following the scent down halls and around corners as she quickly memorizes their path so that the group can easily find their way out. Lifting a paw, she indicates for everyone to get lower to the ground as they approach the opening to a huge room and there, in the back, moving toward the opening to another chamber is their musk ox. Sticking to the shadows, she shoots a glance back to the group and waits for them to settle into a line behind her. They will strike quickly and as one unit.


"Tove Baade"