just beneath the skin
05-08-2014, 02:59 PM
Her brief time in the prairie had not taken away the restlessness, or the concerns. No, the gods were surely trying to get her attention. Well, they had it... they always did... so what did they want her to do? To see? Was it a warning of danger, or an order? It was not Katja's way to question her intuition or to try to interpret the gods, but this restlessness that was gnawing at her constantly was unnerving. It could have something to do with her oath to bring back Jaeger, or with her oath to Raisa... or neither. Or both. It was infuriating, an unusual thing for the unflappable viking. It had her considering making the trek to the place called the battlefield to drown her restlessness in a fury of fangs and blood, but that would be tantamount to ignoring the gods - something Katja was simply incapable of doing. So rather than that, or returning back to Ebony, Katja had merely moved her brooding elsewhere. Here, the cliffs where she'd had a disconcerting meeting with her other cousin Kapras?us. Yet another thing to add to her brooding... where had he disappeared to? Au?ra was gone as well, off somewhere recovering from losing a limb - she was strong, as a Finnvi should be, and Katja had no concerns about her. But it was beginning to feel disconcertingly that she was completely alone in these lands, a fact that had been driven painfully home by the Ebony pups' complete disregard for the gods. A sharp sigh huffed between her teeth as she paced the clifftop. "Speech." |
