Stone Circle With wondering eyes, do they appear.

Vale shifted her weight between her paws. She had not finished her circuit before stopping to chat. The lingering energy began to build up in her legs. An itch to start moving again.

By myself I tend to keep things small. Rabbits. Muskrat. The odd bird, if it doesn't see me first. Certainly no master, myself. She clicked her tongue thoughtfully. I don't believe we have many specialists for hunters in Kvarsheim. I think it would suit you, if you did decide to pursue a trade.

She paused. Smiling more to herself. Many in Kvarsheim were like-minded to Bjorn. Altruistic and good-natured. It affirmed her decision to join. It made her want to do more. She knew there were many in their number, a large portion being children born within the year. Her mind drifting back once to a conversation with the Fadir. Perhaps it was time to start evaluating her own skills and talents.