Come On, Give Me That Fire!

Dagrún continued to waffle back and forth on her placement in Ethne, whether she should stay or she should go. Eventually as the days passed her heartache over Gossamer dissipated and she was able to think a bit more clearly. Still having yet to make a final decision she was pleased to hear Haydée calling Ethne together for a meeting. A raid meeting! Now that was music to her ears. A chance to get their chickens back but even more so a chance to show some backbone. Dag hadn't been sorry at all that the raiders pup had been maimed. She had been nearly a yearling, plenty old for scars and they had decided to bring her along so they should've been prepared for consequences.

She arrived with a spring in her step. "Please tell me we're getting those chickens back? Or at the very least giving the raiders a taste of their own medicine?"