Sleeping Dragon let your plans be dark and as impenetrable as night
what do i do after all this survival?
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Thuringwethil is stiff the next day and moving her leg causes a great deal of pain she can't afford to put up with. Moving it causes the dried blood to pull at her dark fur but a few licks easiest it up and she tastes the salve applied the night before with a distorted face. For the most part, they are minor: punctures on the back of her neck and front right leg but they were bothersome nonetheless. Her leg had taken damage to the muscle unlike her scruff which had, thankfully, been superficial. The wolf that attacked her would die the next time he came near Sleeping Dragon.

The dark woman stretches and groans and picks herself up. Gyda isn't there and concern flickers by only for a moment when she remembers she'd taken a trip before everything came together. She's left on the mountain alone with @Snacha who, as well, isn't by her side either. Her scent is fresh so she couldn't be gone for long but doesn't doubt the young warrior isn't far from where she's meant to be. Without a guard, Snacha has taken up the duty silently until they've settled well in their new home. Once their numbers begin to solidify, Thuringwethil would take the opportunity to find her niche and security. While all of this is out of her element and two cultures are coming together to form a new one, she knew compromises would have to be taken. She won't be able to develop a similar posse as Seageda had to offer her but the safety of their heda had been important and the four left she could trust died with her home. 

Her gait is stiff but she continues to try and walk it out, pushing herself to the borders, but she's unable to hide the limp if she's walking. She finds a portion of the borders Gyda marked and followed it until it was empty and her own began to take place. She rubbed herself against trees, urinated every several yards, and began to make her way around until she couldn't tolerate the pain anymore and still pushes herself.

Tagging Snacha for visibility. @Hecate :)
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all that wanting, all that aching, all that capacity for love:
it never belonged to you in the first place
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let your plans be dark and as impenetrable as night - by Antumbra - January 12, 2016, 04:49 AM