A Storm is Brewing

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There was a storm coming. She could smell it, taste it on the wind. The rain would be arriving quickly, and the wind shortly afterward. The little woman was a stargazer, she spent her nights watching the sky, lived her life looking up at the moon and seeing how it affected the tides when she was near the ocean. Although she was far from perfection in terms of her accuracy - for a storm this large? She knew that things were going to get ugly. Maybe though, there was time for her to warn those that she cared about. She had a bit of time, perhaps she could warn Valhalla while she was getting to Inu Islands - two birds with one stone. With that in mind she would slowly cut into the grasslands, leaving a trail behind her lithe body.



The clouds had yet to appear on the horizon, and so she would take a breath, trying to force herself to keep calm. Yet within that breath she could still taste the up and coming rain as a gust of wind gently blew past her. It was spring, these parts were already naturally blustery. Yet it would get much worse in what could be as little as the next few hours. The woman's lips twitched, she was somewhat nervous, but she gently tilt her head back and howl regardless. She was calling for someone, anyone, so that Valhalla could be warned to either avoid the shores on their island, or to get further inland. Hopefully the pack was alright after their move... she worried about those that were wounded in the siege. The wolves in this pack were much like the wolves that she surrounded herself with living with Maija and Taurig.



She wanted them to stay safe, even if they were not her family.