Stone Circle What has caused chips to fall?

She’d been pacing, carving a bitter trench into the grass, stopping only a few times to rabidly gnaw at a nonexistence itch along her forepaw. That she was forced to now share a home with a mouthy little thief was maddening. Worse was Faðir’s lack of trust in her. And even as she sought external places to shove her blame, that taunting voice in the back of her mind rose into a robust song: “you’re no Bjarna!”

Her eyes snap to a glint of movement and she stalls.

She’s never seen Gunnar angry before. So when he makes his way towards her with Taktuq by his side, she forgets her anger. Instinctively, she falls into a submissive crouch, feeling her tail shape to a tuck against her belly, ears flattening out to either side of her head.

She says nothing but slinks in line behind them.