Wapun Meadow veiddur

Something unspoken passes along the pointed features of Íkaros’ face; quick to surface, quick to dissipate. She makes a note to speak with him upon return. She begins to worry about what is unresolved there but it is nothing she can address now.

Ahead of her, the wolf Germanicus is cooperative. For all the power and wisdom of the dark man’s years, he simply receives Kvarsheim’s decree.

“I am Tauris, this is bróðir Íkaros. We will escort you to the alfas.” She blinks, averting her eyes as she ushers him ahead with a nose, through the beargrass footpath that leads back toward packland.

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It’s in silence they pass through the highland, only slowing when the ancients and their deep blue silhouettes are seen from their tread of shallow valley. Tauris puts up a resonant call for @Taktuq and @Gunnar to join them. The deceiver is delivered.