A Storm is Brewing

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The male that responded to her call was one that she recognized. One of Valhalla's warriors, he had been in the siege and although he had been injured, he looked like he managed to heal up well. He could see her worry, the fear she held because of the storm to come, and although she didn't want to scare him she knew it was going to be a bad one. "The sea is bringing a terrible storm. It carries on the wind." And it could be seen if you watched the grasses and areas around the coast just right - a lot of the prey had moved inland, the lands were incredibly quiet. "I fear for our island homes." She to was living on an island that would no doubt, be hit hard because of this.



She would meet his eyes for what felt like the fis ttime since they had met up yet again, and as she did she would do her best to calm down. Alsander, he had managed to stand out to her among the rest of his pack, something about him was different - simply stuck to her memory more than the average lupine. Io was not one for groups or crowds, but his presence was one that nearly made her forget when she was among one. If only he could quell her nerves about the storm and the children that Maija would have to protect during it. "You seem to be better - did everything heal up right?" No doubt, Valhalla's healers seemed to be competent - perhaps with the knowledge they shared with each other, even better than the albino woman herself.