all welcome but maybe
@Lemmikki since she is near his age and he doesn't know her well? We can be vague about the meeting.
Sven was a little unsure about everything going on. And as such there was a little less pep in his step. But his head was still high eyes of slate dancing merrily. Eagerly enhanced by the freckles of his face.
He wasn't sure entirely what the future held but for now. He realized he needed to build some skills, but how was the question. Many of the adults had fallen short or left too early in the case of their fadir. To truly teach.
Nose to the ground he went in search of something to hunt. He tried to pull on the fuzzy memories of Germanicus. And the day he had helped the silent girl.
yay!
Lemmikki figured that with everything going on, perhaps she had better get to know… everyone. Her quiet ways had neither helped nor hindered her, but she realized the day of the meeting that she really knew no one but for Skáld—and if anyone else was to lead them, what use would they have of her, if she thought she wasn’t doing anything?
…and what was she doing, really? Ikki hardly knew herself. She needed to find some sort of plant tutor. Collecting wasn’t nearly enough to be helpful. Identifying and gardening, though? That could be something.
She had the great idea to go and find one of her plant caches. Maybe she could ask around, and express her interest in learning to others. Let her intentions be known and all of that. Lemmikki was here, and here to stay. She bounded ahead, a little inspired, when she saw the prowling figure of…
Yes, that was Sven! Her tail was still behind her, a twitch the only thing to reveal what was half excitement and half anxiety.
hey,
she started, voice quiet—it would be no surprise if he missed the word entirely. Lemmikki tried again, for the sake of wanting to put forth an honest effort,
uhm. Hey!
she tried again, will alone making her voice a little louder.
Sven wasn't very good at knowing everyone either. One thing made abundantly clear at the meeting. He was lax on that and decided he needed to fix that. Because though he himself didn't want to lead. He would bravely guard and keep himself between his siblings in the world of he could.
Quiet Paw stepa towards him and he turned. By mere chance he caught her first words more by sight than sound. But she seemed to center herself and speak louder.
A crooked smile endesring and open lit up his face. Sparking the grey of his eyes.
Hey there, Lemmikki!
A sweep of silver tarnished tail. And a lift of head in greeting. He moved forward to sniff at her. Accidentally possibly booping her in the snoot.
In poor sven style if face connected. Tongue dart out cheeky and in sorry. And he bsck up sheepishly.
Sorry
if that seems like powerplay or you dislike I can change it. But sven is overexuberant and sometimes can't control his feet.