the morning fog clings to the low ground, soft and pale like ash over a battlefield. wildflowers have grown bold in the blood-fed soil, dotting color into the stone circle with the birth of spring.
sigvard moves among the pillars, muscle rolling beneath his dark coat, golden eyes bright with an untamed glint. the wind combs his fur like a hand through a warrior’s hair. he carries no wounds now from his spar with drougr, only memory. pleasant ones.
he stops at the heart of the stone circle—where the earth is most worn, most sacred—and exhales a slow breath. drops his haunches to lay, sprawling beneath the sun.
sigvard moves among the pillars, muscle rolling beneath his dark coat, golden eyes bright with an untamed glint. the wind combs his fur like a hand through a warrior’s hair. he carries no wounds now from his spar with drougr, only memory. pleasant ones.
he stops at the heart of the stone circle—where the earth is most worn, most sacred—and exhales a slow breath. drops his haunches to lay, sprawling beneath the sun.
Warhall was a sausage fest - from what Leifa could tell. Not that she really minded. A lifetime of brothers had made her most comfortable in the presence of men and these wolves seemed no different. Strong, fierce maybe - but that's how she liked them. And she was keen to establish herself in their pecking order.
The outrider came across one such mountainous brute beneath the odd circle of stone obelisks. This land held much history, none of which the woman was privy to, and she wondered then with curiosity what drew this fellow to bask among their shadows.
"Strange isn't it?" she greets humorously with a swish of her tail, reclining just near enough to disturb his peace. "Some way or another, they ended up a circle."
The outrider came across one such mountainous brute beneath the odd circle of stone obelisks. This land held much history, none of which the woman was privy to, and she wondered then with curiosity what drew this fellow to bask among their shadows.
"Strange isn't it?" she greets humorously with a swish of her tail, reclining just near enough to disturb his peace. "Some way or another, they ended up a circle."
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