Raven's Watch stuttur taumur

It was not only two of Valmúa's brothers who kept watch over her, as the third had been instructed to partake in a share of his own. Duty-bound, Rökkvi roamed the watch in search of the russet she-wolf, his stride far more relaxed than it had been in his pursuit of Kigipigak. She had known Stjörnuàti far longer than any of them, and would surely think twice before testing his warning.

He found her amid the evergreen woods, and approached from behind. "I hear you've been up to no good," the ironborn lifted his dark ears, teeth bared briefly to reveal a sneering grin should his sister look his way. Rökkvi was sure she would not welcome his amusement at her predicament, but was it not a brother's role to poke fun at a sibling's misfortune? "Miss me?"