On Mist and Fog
07-05-2014, 02:00 PM
Au?ra's own eyes glittered at the sight of her sister, a soft smile spreading across her maw at the approach of the darker woman. She moved to nuzzle her younger sibling. Such displays of affection were unusual for the viking women but Au?ra was all too aware of her dwindling time. "Du ser vel s?ster" She was pleased that Katja was becoming so fluent in her native tongue. She'd been practicing as well both in German and in English but still her native tongue felt most comfortable for her. "Jeg kommer b?rende nyheter. Gudene har sendt meg en visjon. Jaegar er d?d." She gave a few moments for the news to sink in for Katja but she would not give her too long for she had even more foreboding news to give and she felt herself desperate to tell someone. The norns had loosened their lips and spilled to her the fate that she would now have to face. "Jeg har ogs? d?rlige nyheter. Jeg er til ? d? snart ogs?. Det er derfor jeg ?nsket ? se deg, men jeg er ikke redd." "Speech" |