Larksong Grotto Warflower

chat i didnt see aspa reply sorry for the wait!!!

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— when told to stay, he does. though he shows knowing look with aspa, but then notably rolls eyes into his skull to see her glittering look. it is always something with the soothsayer.
one by one, bundle comes. ulfric takes great care to pick them up, following when bid after the man of the mountain. his tail twitching in anxious beat at his hocks, lengthening the stride of his gait.
hearing the strained cry of not one pup, but two as they arrive. icy blues swiping from the wounded man to the frantic woman coated in blacks and grays, a pale star splitting the ebony of her face. the mother, he can only assume.
he swallows stiffly, delivering the herbs and then moving to the mother who wails for help. be strong for your children. it is the best comfort he can offer.