Ouroboros Spine mundr

@Kukutux @Aiolos ; backdated to four days after the bride price initial thread

the journey had been long, the weight on sólhárr's shoulders heavier than mere flesh and bone. the ram’s gouge to his right eye had taken something from him, a piece he would never reclaim. yet he bore it with the same stoic resolve that carried him through frostbitten nights and blood-soaked hunts. callyope's prayers whispered strength into his wounds, her voice a balm to the aching void where sight once lingered.

with @Luhtar at his side, they had made their way through snowfields and forests, the cache split between them. sólhárr carried the smaller beasts—foxes, otters, and the like—lashed tightly across his broad back. their weight pressed into his muscle with each step, a reminder of the price they had paid to secure this bounty. luhtar, ever steady, bore the seal—a heavier burden, though the younger wolf showed no sign of complaint.

moonglow’s borders rose ahead, the soft scent of their woods mingling with the icy air. sólhárr slowed his pace, paws crunching softly against the snow as they came to a halt. his single eye scanned the quiet expanse, the sharpness of his gaze undiminished by his injury.

with a grunt, he signaled luhtar to pause. sólhárr tilted his head back, letting loose a deep, resonant call that echoed across the trees. it carried with it the weight of purpose and offering, summoning the moonwoman to bear witness.

here they stood, the bounty of forneskja and the blood of the northern hunt laid before them, waiting.