Never Look Back
02-09-2014, 02:37 PM
Baldur stifled a childish giggle at his brother's escapade on the ice but it quickly silences as his vision blurred, the pain had grown worse, stabbing into his body like dozens of fangs. Taking deep and shuddering breaths he got himself under control and turned to Thor with a grin though it was decidedly weaker. They had to rest soon but there were chores to do first. Baldur nodded. "Yea, sounds good." He watched Thor leave then set about finding a good place to dig a den. He started looking for a den, something stable that wouldn't require much digging. Nose to the ground he sniffed around searching for something suitable. The grasses hear were lush. He hoped to find a den previously dug by another animal that he could expand or some softer soil near tree roots. Dam? it would have to be winter. Soft ground was unlikely but still the white wolf would try. He started coming the ridge that looked out over the lake, looking for something that would provide a clear view of approaching danger. There was a fallen log that had potential. The roots were half way turned up providing some overhang while the others remained firmly rooted in the ground. The tree had fallen someone recently and the already disturbed soil made for excellent digging. Grinning at their turning luck Baldur sent to digging. He ignored the pain and bleeding in his wounds as best he could. This was the final stretch. They were almost to the point where they could rest in moderate safety. --------------- Satistifed and filthy from his work Baldur slipped into the dark of the den, shuffling the dirt around as he flopped in amongst the roots, panting and exhausted. He couldn't keep his eyes open as much as he tried and soon gave in to sleep. |