If not friend, why friend shaped?
Nyx seasonal
Unarmed
01-10-2024, 07:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-10-2024, 07:56 AM by Kaija. Edited 1 time in total.)
Kaija hadn't been back to the north in awhile, but today was apparently an exception. She was growing used to living amongst the raiders and all that came with it, but at the end of the day, she was still a Jarvela - and the north would always feel like home to her. Returning now, in the mildest season, made this place feel different though. Familiar, but not really what she remembered leaving behind. Oh well. She wasn't sure how long it took her to get this far north - a few days, maybe? - crossing central Boreas and finally making it to the far north. Ahead of her stretched that wall she'd seen so many times, a stark structure breaking up the otherwise quite barren landscape. The smell of a polar bear was more interesting than anything about the terrain, as far as she was concerned. Kaija was keen to steer clear of it - grappling with a bear was something she'd done before and she wasn't necessarily itching to do again. Her tusked head lifted to the sky, catching onto the beast's scent and trying to locate it. Maybe keeping away from it would be an easy feat. Violet gaze fell to the wall as she drew closer, moving along its length and only pausing when something caught her attention. Well, fuck, she thought, feeling mildly exasperated at the sight. A kid was nose-to-nose with a polar bear, or at least that was what it looked like, and as she drew closer she realized the scent was distinctly Armada. Was hard to tell if it was someone Ophie was related to, but she felt an annoying sense of obligation to make sure this kid didn't get torn to shreds. Damn, having feelings really fucking sucked sometimes. It wasn't like she had much of a moral compass but she did care about Ophie, even after everything. She wouldn't hesitate too long before picking up her pace, heading straight for the two of them. And damn, was that.. a tiny little polar bear? Didn't look like it belonged to the bigger one, either, not by how it was cowering like that. "Hey! Shithead! Think fast!" Trying to catch the bear's attention she made to ram right into its hind end, biting down hard, though only momentarily before she reeled back, the bear twisting around to see who had joined the party. Words: 397 Total words: 699 |
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