Sven knew as a leader he did not need to share his misfortunes with others. No one really needed to know that Kvarsheim was no more. It would be evident if anyone went that way. But a part of him knew that he could not let that stand. He could not possibly let someone who was looking for help to come to the Stone circle and they all be gone.
So he had hunted all day and night. Catching a few grouse and carried them by their necks towards the borders of the bear wolves. They had always treated him well and he would like to give them a gift before he went about his way. He stopped at the borders a respectable distance and lifted his nose for @Ancelin or @Ameline and then he lay the grouse at his feet and watched. His tail curled about his paws. Patient.
So he had hunted all day and night. Catching a few grouse and carried them by their necks towards the borders of the bear wolves. They had always treated him well and he would like to give them a gift before he went about his way. He stopped at the borders a respectable distance and lifted his nose for @Ancelin or @Ameline and then he lay the grouse at his feet and watched. His tail curled about his paws. Patient.
Because he was raised speaking both Icelandic and English. He has a slight accent when he speaks English
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