Nova Peak to commandeer one of these ships

aye, speaks rhaegal in affirmation that she was correct, ears cupping forth atop his skull; drinking in the scents of the peak. different from the scents of the sea and sparking a homesickness for it ( despite that he knows he wasn't terribly far from it ). the strong and the swift of the island would take a three day trip tae bring down a deer. once in the autumn and once in spring.

a soft smile tugs at the edges of rhaegal's lips; a subconscious gesture.

rhaegal is quiet, attentive as she tells her story: of her first deer hunt. he raises a brow quizzically at the idea of a deer being on the beach but supposed it was a boon for them. likely, separated from it's herd. lost.

lady luck, she was with ya. he murmurs, thinking of how he's seen deers kill a wolf with their antlers. hunting deer wasn't without it's risks. tae live by the sea and nae ken how tae swim? risky. he says this teasingly, mostly, with only a twinge of seriousness.