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white beak - Eivor - January 05, 2025
it had been hard to walk away, harder than the drengr expected. this filled eivor with equal parts shame and intrigue, and when she went away from moonglow it was to explore these scents more thickly twisted together in a fragrant marriage.
paths moved to a deep forest of rich green, its wildness beautiful beneath the falling of gentle snow which had begun that morning and not abated.
something else had come over the selltooth, and a wry smirk swathed her face when she at last realized that the flames licked too beyond whatever shield she had lifted against it.
a body's betrayal. shimmering, she kept far from the forest's edge and called out in a friendly, booming voice. heil og sæl. i am a traveler from a settlement camped over the mountains. i seek warriors. long has it been since i battled and sang and drank with those who fight. for a time i will hunt. i will tell you of kvarsheim. listen well! it is eivor ranvulf who calls!
and perhaps if answered, she might find among their number suitable sires for a round belly carried back to brattahlíð.
paths moved to a deep forest of rich green, its wildness beautiful beneath the falling of gentle snow which had begun that morning and not abated.
something else had come over the selltooth, and a wry smirk swathed her face when she at last realized that the flames licked too beyond whatever shield she had lifted against it.
a body's betrayal. shimmering, she kept far from the forest's edge and called out in a friendly, booming voice. heil og sæl. i am a traveler from a settlement camped over the mountains. i seek warriors. long has it been since i battled and sang and drank with those who fight. for a time i will hunt. i will tell you of kvarsheim. listen well! it is eivor ranvulf who calls!
and perhaps if answered, she might find among their number suitable sires for a round belly carried back to brattahlíð.
RE: white beak - Luhtar - January 07, 2025
luhtar steps forward from the shadows of the forest, one pawstep after another, heavy against the soft snow of the neverwinter floor. his yellow eyes burn with quiet question as they settle on the stranger. he stops a few paces from her, his breath fogging in the cold air. his eyes poke and prod at her frame.
the pungent smell she carries is not lost on the dregnr.
hail. why you come?his voice comes in a rough, strong chuff; head low amongst muscles of pudgy muscle.
you seek warrior? one stands before you.
RE: white beak - Eivor - January 07, 2025
a man, strapping-shouldered and with a sharpened look in his eye. his voice rolled as thunder through summer-stormed branches, and the grey light of her eyes approved at once.
"jeg søker en kriger. og kanskje en mann."
"but first, i wish to spar. is this agreeable to you?" did he comprehend the test?
"jeg søker en kriger. og kanskje en mann."
"but first, i wish to spar. is this agreeable to you?" did he comprehend the test?
RE: white beak - Luhtar - January 07, 2025
i am both,luhtar rumbles. he does not flinch beneath her gaze, unswerving in the way of the mountains that shaped him. her scrutiny is met with the certainty of a man who knows his strength.
his teeth flash briefly in a grin, his tongue flicking across his maw as a soft chuckle escapes him.
the day i deny a spar... is the day i turn from valhalla.his ears rotate thinly upon a blocky head.
he approaches now, stepping past the safety of forneskja's borders. onto neutral land, where they may be judged fairly. like a storm passing through clouds, his voice rolls forth fierce.
test me, woman.
RE: white beak - Eivor - January 07, 2025
a broad smile came to her face; in the manner of a warrior throwing off her armor for a good grapple, she came to stand before him.
he was all-powerful, a young Odin in burnished prime. eivor hoped that the gods watched. watched and blessed.
she ran toward him, fleet; bulling as if she intended to collide with his face yet feinting left at the last, her haunch open to see if speed commanded so strong a man.
he was all-powerful, a young Odin in burnished prime. eivor hoped that the gods watched. watched and blessed.
she ran toward him, fleet; bulling as if she intended to collide with his face yet feinting left at the last, her haunch open to see if speed commanded so strong a man.
RE: white beak - Luhtar - January 08, 2025
as she feints left, he moves fast, having expected something more than just a full on assault. broad shoulders twisting and planting like the roots of a great tree. his weight shifts fluidly, cutting off her angle.
she is fast—faster than any he’s faced in some time. a vulture circling, daring the wolf to keep up. his grin widens, teeth flashing; gnashing now, for the thick fur protecting her neck, an attempt to grab her by the scruff.
after that, he has no idea what he'd do with her. perhaps try to wrangle her beneath him, or hurl her to the ground. throw her off balance. he feels the thrill of a good spar, though, roaring in his veins. the scent she wears only bolsters his resolve, filling him with masculine intent to win.
RE: white beak - Callyope - January 08, 2025
i can delete if wanted but just a lil cameo <3
someone came to them.
callyope had wanted to welcome them, receive them with warmth. instead she felt as though her head had suddenly been filled with hot air. blushing and overwhelmed by — all of it!
it is good that it is luhtar there, she thinks.
yet very quickly she wished to return back to sólhárr's strong arms.
so why did she linger nearby? watchful and interested. perhaps wondering if forneskja's blood might find itself leaving in this woman after she had come and gone.
RE: white beak - Eivor - January 08, 2025
ur always deeply welcome! <3
bearlike jaws snapped for her neck fur. eivor twisted to take the teeth closing hot around her shoulder. a spar might have had no aim to kill, but it did not mean a lack of blood and bruises.
a laugh was muffled against his thick ruff as he bore her to the ground. her hindlegs kicked, and eivor writhed under the man until she fit her arms wide around his broad shoulders, cowling herself from throat and grasp like a winterfox pelt.
her teeth were brazen as her tall weight tried to drag down the drengr, trip him into the snow. her growling was loud; eivor clacked their teeth loudly together as muzzles collided, all the while her ashen eyes dancing with the heat of their good wrestle.
a laugh was muffled against his thick ruff as he bore her to the ground. her hindlegs kicked, and eivor writhed under the man until she fit her arms wide around his broad shoulders, cowling herself from throat and grasp like a winterfox pelt.
her teeth were brazen as her tall weight tried to drag down the drengr, trip him into the snow. her growling was loud; eivor clacked their teeth loudly together as muzzles collided, all the while her ashen eyes dancing with the heat of their good wrestle.