Hideaway Strath Iron tight

"My name is Fury, now." War looked at Nyr- Fury with confusion and wonder. Why the sudden change of name? Should War change her name too? She wanted to ask, but did not find herself with the strength to listen just yet. She had to trust her white companion that there was a reason, a good reason for a name change. Maybe the pursuers they had thought they left behind were still on their trail?

Nyr- Fury lay down in the snow, so War stopped her struggling to get up, thankful she did not have to right now. She were able to get herself into a more comfortable position on her side and she watched the white female as she continued to tell her of all the things she had missed.

"My pups are here now too, I gave birth towards the end of winter." Navigating emotions like guilt was unpleasant, and had she been different she would have felt it stronger. But she understood she could not have done anything differently either. "Are they well?" It was still cold times, snow was all around them. Were they safe? Warm? She wondered if they would be alright out here in without their mother.

"And I've been laying down a pack here. The Saints." This was brand new information to War and it sprung open a box of intense emotions for her. She rolled herself over, suddenly finding herself with renewed energy and strength. She was able to stand and even though she did not look her best she felt it. The readiness, the purpose coming to her.

"I am ready to serve again." For her? She was always ready to serve.