The male would speak and Birna would simply roll her eyes. "No, only a fool," she stated coldly. Was he so blind to body language that he could not see that the group of wolves he'd just walked into were in no mood for humor? Could he really not fathom that his comment comparing the pack of wolves that had obliterated Arcanum to mere children would not be considered inflammatory? And it made her laugh that so blind a man thought himself a warrior. How could he fight when he failed so utterly to read the body language of others? Or perhaps it was the greatest of foes he'd fallen prey to. Arrogance. That he thought he could stride into Ebony and run his mouth without any repercussions. Birna's defenses set as she prepared to drag this man kicking and screaming from the gathering when the small, spirited, girl that had fought along Sigmarr sprang into action with words soaking in venom and fangs that were even more deadly.
The battle was quick and decisive the girl showing her viciousness in ripping the man's eye to shreds. Birna smiled softly, impressed with the girls moxie and skill though she felt sorrow tug at her heart. How cruel the fates were that the girl should lose her brother so soon after being free from the demon that haunted her. Birna's thoughts drifted back to Bjorn…. she honestly could not imagine life without him. It had always been the pair of them together, through hell, through heaven, through everything. Even when she wandered she felt comforted just knowing he'd be there waiting for her when she returned.
The family fractured, though not for the first time in its history and probably not even the last. It seemed the Xanilov's were destined to fall apart. Birna eyed the woman, this Katja for a moment as she wrestled with her own future, eyes falling on Kassander…. he'd always been so gentle and even the girl, Sindri, her scars showed so blindingly on her form. How the world made monsters of them all. At least it seemed they could look after themselves and this Katja didn't seem to endorse her followers actions, hopefully she would not look ill upon the clearly grieving, hurting family.
"Lady Katja, I am Birna Xanilov of Fiori. I heard news of Sigmarr's passing and merely wished to check in on his family. My brother Björn and I battled alongside them against Arcanum… I…" her voice caught suddenly and unexpectedly but she quickly regained control. "I wish his family the best and you as well with the pack." Formal, basic words. Birna desperately wished she could say something that would hold weight but her words felt silent, exhaled and stolen by the wind.
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