Unseasonably Warm [Atreyu]

Atreyu felt the woman's wish to comfort her through the gentle press of her shoulder. When Atreyu asked her question, however, Valkeyrie pulled away from her and responded with a stern kind of panic. "I understand, fear not, I won't pressure you. But, it would be a home, not a prison. You wouldn't belong to anyone." At the change of subject, Atreyu gladly obliged. Her stomach rumbled hungrily and she gave a shy smirk to the darker woman.

Looking over the small hill at the herd of horses, Atreyu spies the foal wandering just a bit too far away. Its youthful innocence leading it away from the protection of the band and closer to the wolves. "You go right? We could flank it, and try to run it back toward this way." She wouldn't pressure anyone to join her, she was not a tyrant. Atreyu wanted wolves with her by choice, they would have to be. She intended to stop evil in its tracks.