we'll always be your home

Rúna growled her most ferocious puppy growl as she and Hall tumbled about in the den, bumping into who knew what in the process. Couldn't really tell where they were going as they rolled around and she continued to refuse to give her brother the satisfaction of beating her! Of course the first mention of finally getting to go outside made her abandon their tussle immediately and she scrambled to her paws, more than eager to get out into the sunlight. She stood impatiently among her siblings, a splash of gold and orange among the sea of grays and blacks, looking up at her father with a look that said yeah, yeah, I know, let us go! And let them go he did with one more command to be good–which they obviously would be... maybe.

All of the boys went charging forward, Steig making the most dramatic exit with a prompt tumble that sent him sprawling out of the den which Björn and Hallvarðr of course poked fun at while Styrmir actually tried to help him. Rúna rolled her eyes at the whole lot and walked around all of them to step out into the sun, blinking her silver eyes a bit as she looked around at the full view that she couldn't quite get just peeking out of the entrance of their den. The mountains were huge and she grinned as she walked further out into the open space around the den, wanting to get a better look at the steep valleys and cliffs all around them.

"Rúna Trygg"