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some tides don't turn, some things never come back - Akavir - December 06, 2024
Dawn brought new perspective—or, in the very least, a fresh set of eyes in which to trace the lies that had been sown in the past. Perhaps the most upsetting outcome of it was that nothing surprised him anymore—and thus, it was set to the back of his mind, pushed down to the recesses of thoughts one simply Did Not Examine.
Constantine would have been proud, no doubt.
His howl for @Eivor had traced the sky when the stars had just begun to lay themselves to rest. He waited—ebony fur stark against the white snow that fell now—pale champagne gaze striking to the direction where Kvarsheim lay.
The silver lining in this was the pale she-wolf who had promised to meet him—fierce in her own nature. A promising comrade—and the blossoming of an alliance once more between the two packs.
RE: some tides don't turn, some things never come back - Eivor - December 06, 2024
foxes were not easy things to hunt. easy to kill, but finding them proved a rich challenge for the drengr who meant to scorch away her excess energy.
having mentioned her interest in a longer foray to check the valley's defenses, akavir's call sparked her own: a message for @Sven and @Ujurak that she would be gone a time.
upon her return, a report would be given.
she caught eight of one vixen upon entering the shaded hollow, but offered no chase. indeed; attentions belonged to akavir. eivor approached at a jaunty strut in the graphite haze of cold skies, grey eyes warm with amusement. "you got away then?" she jested, coming to stand before the swiftcurrent leader she had never quite come to know in the ways she had wanted.
having mentioned her interest in a longer foray to check the valley's defenses, akavir's call sparked her own: a message for @Sven and @Ujurak that she would be gone a time.
upon her return, a report would be given.
she caught eight of one vixen upon entering the shaded hollow, but offered no chase. indeed; attentions belonged to akavir. eivor approached at a jaunty strut in the graphite haze of cold skies, grey eyes warm with amusement. "you got away then?" she jested, coming to stand before the swiftcurrent leader she had never quite come to know in the ways she had wanted.
RE: some tides don't turn, some things never come back - Akavir - December 09, 2024
Winter swept past with another bluster of wind—snow curling up with the gust in a flurry of ivory—a fierce reminder of the amount of time that had gone past since he had last spoke with the shieldmaiden.
His eyes traced her with brazen nonchalance—spurned perhaps by recent events and the cloying desire to simply be in a moment, rather than trying to fix the wrongs of the world. Cheeky in her greeting, it was a slow grin that spread across a scarred muzzle, his head canting lightly. “Something like that,” he offered—knowing that the sting of Morwenna’s broken word would be forgotten by the time his paws set pace across the Creek borders once more.
And then she was before him—a blend of icy ferocity woven into a charming facade. Throwing himself into reconnaissance and battle was maybe the only thing that would soothe the shadowrunner after the stresses of the past year. To do so with Eivor was just the cherry on top.
Pale champagne eyes scoured over the features of the winter wolf, a paw sweeping up in a gesture to the valley and journey before them. “Shall we?”
RE: some tides don't turn, some things never come back - Eivor - December 09, 2024
once before eivor had made no secret of how she had seen the swiftcurrent man as worthy at once of her want. it was delightful to see now between them, the unsaid sparking of a blade against a slow grindstone.
falling into step easily, the drengr traveled at his side in silence for a time. air wrapped snow, bending it against her body and that of akavir. "we could travel through the night and make a morning camp," offered at length to suggestion.
only two of them meant no other reason to call a halt then that they had both grown weary, and eivor was resplendent in her energy right then.
a keening wind scoured through kintla.
falling into step easily, the drengr traveled at his side in silence for a time. air wrapped snow, bending it against her body and that of akavir. "we could travel through the night and make a morning camp," offered at length to suggestion.
only two of them meant no other reason to call a halt then that they had both grown weary, and eivor was resplendent in her energy right then.
a keening wind scoured through kintla.
RE: some tides don't turn, some things never come back - Akavir - December 09, 2024
And so they began.
Each step set in stone the current purpose of their journey—he could feel the guilt and worry of leaving Arric and Arlette alone at the helm of their home ebb away with the knowledge that once they gained more information of the dangers that lurked so close to their home, the better they could prepare.
If they were lucky—Akashingo would have already eradicated the problem group and all of this was for nought—but it would seem a Mayfair was rarely lucky.
A sideways glance was given to the pale woman—their expanding silence not one that held discomfort. He could have made small talk—discussed with her Kvarsheim—of her home she had traveled from. He could have laid out for her his ideals for Rising Sun Valley—to forge the packs within in a careful alliance that would see the safety for generations of family for years to come.
But the silence was forgiving, and instead he found a moments peace in their steady stride.
Their travel would be quick to cut across the eastern most side of the valley—from there, they would tread down to the desert. “Morning camp it is,” he agreed—his pace quickening, his gaze sharp upon her before repressing a devil-may-care smirk from his muzzle.
Starlight on her features would be an invigorating sight, he was certain.
Once more began the tentative re-forging of a once crumbled alliance.