Ended 'bout the same way that we started out. [Haydee]

Dagrún was in a sour mood. It had started with losing her fight in the raid and escalated shortly after. Apparently there was much ado about Bellamy maiming one of the raider brats and in Dag's opinion it was completely justified. In fact she'd have done the same, and unlike Bellamy she would not have felt the least bit sorry about it and no force on earth would've made her apologize for it. It was a glaring difference her her beliefs and those of the pack she now lived in.

True, she could and had set aside some things. Her mother was a viking and had participated in slave markets. Such was a fact of life in Dag's mind but she knew Bellamy's disdain for it and having little interest in the practice itself Dag set aside her tolerance for it while a wolf of Ethne. However, to hold back maiming a wolf that would maim you just because they were a season shy of being a yearling? Laughable. Dag got her first scar at the tend age of 6 months. By the time she could stand she was expected to fight and neither parent was overly gentle in their teaching. Dagrún was a viking and a Saxe deep in her blood and while that could be tamed to a degree it was clear she had a far greater willingness to do violence than her pack mates. In fact their battle with the raiders had only increased her appetite for it.

The dark cloud over her head had grown darker when she'd finally been able to connect with Gossamer midway between their packs. With Dag living in Auster and Gossamer living in the north of Boreas it had been extremely difficult for them to meet each other for doing so often meant taking leave of their respective duties, and with Ethne's recent trouble's she hadn't dared… and it cost her the relationship. Gossamer had little interest in moving to Ethne and Dag had no interest in living in the Armada. As much as she loved the idea of her and Gossamer finally living together neither was willing to give up their goals for the future. Dagrún had little patience for the Armada's structure and rules and with her desire to connect back to her viking roots well… things were said. Things they both regretted and now they had parted ways.

Ethne had been a fine enough way stop, but it was time for her to move on. Dagrún settled at the base of the falls and called for Haydée. Yes this was going to suck, it was not an ideal time but she was done waiting for her future to fall into place. She was going to find it by reconnecting with her past. A bloody past she didn't need Ethne getting tangled up in right out of the gate.