leaving on a jet plane
04-11-2014, 01:17 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-11-2014, 01:18 AM by Sköll.)
Skoll's eyes opened slowly to a still-dark plain. As the world came into focus one thing became clear; it was well and truly autumn now. His breath puffed visibly before him in the faint chill of the early morning, and the slightest hint of frost edged the grasses. His mind turned toward the conversation he'd had with Baldur when he'd first gotten to this new land, and he wondered if Baldur still planned to meet him, or if he'd done something stupid like going up there himself and getting himself killed. Damn the heroic side of Baldur, anyway; it didn't matter unless he did something to put the rest of the family at risk. A breath puffed out from beside him and Skoll's mind switched gears, focusing on the girl with him. Hm. She would be a problem. He didn't want to leave her here alone to wander without him, but at the same time his first priority was always to his family, which in this case meant to their planned raid. He still didn't know the land between here and Vili's pack as well as he should have, and he truly doubted Baldur or Thor had spent enough time studying it on their travels either since both had been injured when leaving the pack. He'd planned to scout ahead before he'd been meant to meet Baldur, but with Angel... He ground his teeth together angrily. Well, he'd just have to risk his prize, then. Nothing was more important than family. "Angel," he spoke softly, his voice and actions betraying none of his irritation as he nudged at her with his muzzle. "Angel, wake up. I need to speak with you." "Speech" |