ride with the wind

Úflr continued to tend to his mead storage, making sure the sweet drink was fermenting properly. It had become something of a hobby. His only hobby not related to hunting, for he had been working on stripping and drying sinew as well as making hide glue for the other crafters in the pack. As fall came into the mountains his focus had shifted to hunting, taking advantage of the ruts to maximize his kills.

Úlfr was finishing his scouting when he heard Víðarr call the pack together for a raid. Grinning, he shifted course to arrive before the fires of the meeting place. Brida was already there and he dipped his head in greeting to both of them before settling down. "Should you need another body, count my skills at your disposal."