Bitterroot Valley on this earth not alone we stand

wardruna looks out at the valley spread before them, stony and stalwart, after imrathil gives him a ghost of a smile. wardruna does not know what to offer him in words and is not quite sure how to process the fact that he wants to offer comfort. comfort falls just beneath the northerner's area of knowledge...as was evidenced with his (ex) wives. he is not exactly a nurturing beast. at least where 'feelings' were concerned. wrath, he understands well. lust. jealousy and pain. but concern and affection are still foreign to him. that was how he'd grown up though. one of many sons all striving for the same goal: to be better than the other. better than the father. there hadn't been room to feel affection, not when you were in constant competition.

"hmph." the northerner lets out with a roll of his eye in blatant disbelief as imrathil tells him — with bitterness — that it is nothing. "það er ekki neitt ef þú finnur það." wardruna counters under his breath and then speaks in common for his companion's benefit. "it is not nothing if you feel disappoint." wardruna's grammar is wrong but he doesn't care enough to try to amend it. imrathil knows what he means to say. beyond that, wardruna doesn't push. if imrathil wishes to speak of it further, the northerner assumes that he will.

his functioning eye scours the valley below then, yawning wide like an invitation for the duo. "it is haust...the harvest." wardruna speaks, musing out loud. which meant that prey would begin to migrate and their likelihood of survival would dip to a low. it is not yet cold and they have some time yet to figure it out. "the frost has not come. but it will. we have time to ah...expl — explore." he stumbles over the common word but acts as if he hadn't. wardruna isn't willing to gamble with either of their lives. "we join a pack. or we make one. or take one." the possibilities were endless and wardruna hails from a place of raiders. of conquerors. and this outlook does not strike him as barbaric in the slightest. "for now, we see what is new and go from there." wardruna concludes. he has a bit of a reputation ( or, rather, he assumes he does ) and while he isn't sure about imrathil as far as 'reputation' goes ...getting a feel for what has changed seems a good place to start to wardruna.