Ravensblood Forest run devil run

"I have eyes, don't I?"

"Clearly not.." Bazi grumbled, looking over her shoulder for any sign of 'Odinn' before realized that this name too belonged to Björn's fantasy. Despite his peculiar behaviour, he seemed..placid, somehow. Calm. Bazi had the presence of mind to reel in her aggression. Perhaps there was something to be gained from this encounter.

"Tell me about Heiðrún," she told gently, taking a cautious step forward. "What is it that you drink with him? Or her?" If she could just get Björn - or Ragnar - to admit to his penchant for child sacrifice, she would have something concrete to bring to the Ridge alpha (and Fox).