Great Bear Wilderness [wp] uuman kilausirakti • heart drummer

newlywedded husband stood beside callyope, the oxen fur draped over his broad shoulders a reminder of the ceremony they had only just completed. his golden eye swept over the gathering, filled with faces both familiar and new, before returning to his wife with a glimmer of something mischievous.

he shrugged off the heavy fur, letting it fall in a heap behind him, and leaned close to callyope, offering her a sly smirk. we will share our own dance, soon. he murmured, his tone low and teasing, before stepping away.

his attention turned to ipiktok, the man’s rhythmic stamping and chanting drawing him closer. sólhárr’s movements were suave as he approached, his posture commanding but unhurried. he watched carefully, the warrior’s cadence mirrored in the chieftain’s golden eye as he studied the dance.

with a natural ease, sólhárr began to mimic the moves, the jumps and stomps flowing from his powerful frame as though he had known them all his life. his steps were measured at first, but soon his movements grew bolder, more fluid, his confidence building with each beat of the snow beneath his paws.

he followed ipiktok’s lead with a warrior's grace, his presence commanding without overpowering the rhythm of the group. sólhárr let himself become part of the dance, the energy of the men around him fueling his steps, their strength reflected in his own.

every now and then, his gaze flicked back to callyope, a glint of amusement and pride in his eye, as if to say, see what your sun can do?