Pawsteps woke her from slumber, the tap-tap-tap and scrape of restless paws on stone. She'd grown accustomed to the glow of the lichen on the walls of her cave, but the echoing sounds had her awake in moments, her ears twitching as she stared back deeper into the cave. How had someone managed to get deeper into her cavern without waking her passing through the entrance? There must have been a side cavern that one of the pack's would-be explorers discovered.
Slipping to her feet she trotted further into the cave, the glowing stuff on the walls lighting her way as she approached the echoing sound, lighting the form of... JAEGER?!
The viking woman froze.
All the time she'd spent tracking him, the oath she'd made to her uncle to bring him back to face justice, the unspoken fears, came crashing back into her and she felt the blood seem to drain away. Her toes tingled, her ears roared, and for a moment she just stood there, silhouetted by the blue glow of the cavern walls before a low word bounced and echoed off the walls.
