drunkning

She had done her best, but it hadn’t been much. Truely Idunn should have been the obvious choice, but she had made the marks and left them for when her older and wiser siblings returned, and she had spent her time stewing and keeping her nose clean. All this way and for what? For Vidarr to get cold feet at the last moment? The girl snorted as she kept her mindful distance from the large pack that had relocated to the north and steered clear of the newer one that popped up in the west. If it took her siblings much longer to return, they might just find themselves cut off.

“Speech”