Stone Circle Allstar

Fear tore through her. Sudden visions of a chase that had driven her from the valley a long, long time ago. Last time, she had run away as the bear wolves snapped hungry teeth at her hocks. But she was older now, steadier, despite the gentle shake in her steps. This time, she ran towards.

Gunnar had found his way there first and already lent his shoulder to the broad woman who had called out for them from the borders of Kvarsheim. Taktuq hurried forward and might have given her strength on the other side, if not for the warning the other woman cautioned.

She stopped short, fur prickling. Curses? A witch. She recalled the warning that had been passed between the collective packs of the valley. Had somebody found her? Her belly twisted. A traitor.

Silent, Taktuq’s gaze shifted to Gunnar, eyes wide despite the furrow of her brow.

feel free to keep her as a cameo unless addressed!