stavanger bay

Julooke had been hoping for an affirmation of her question, but that is not what she got. The expression on her face showed her shock, and for a moment she wasn't sure how to respond. She knew Ragnar completely intended to follow through with the ritual, and though Julooke could not agree with what to her was wasting a perfectly good meal, she would respect his beliefs. Even if it went against everything in her being. The shock was replaced with a neutral look, and her only response was Hmm. She wondered if she had to partake in it, but she would ask later. For now, she would not worry about it.

With his encouraging nod, she stepped back into the forest, her ears picking up the sounds of birds and other critters that lived here. Having the need to lighten the situation, Julooke pranced ahead of Ragnar, hoping he would keep his own pace and not catch up with her. She hid in the bushes as best as her white pelt would allow her, and waited for him to come by. If he came in front of her, she would jump out from behind the bushes and playfully mock pounce him.