After she'd seen to Solveig's immediate needs, Doe bid the new recruit adieu and headed for Skellige's den. Despite the mass she'd gained, the little shewolf kept up a good pace until she reached the outskirts of Skellige's personal space. It stank of Rannoch and the unnamed bitch, but Doe pushed past this, knowing her place in her brother's home. Mannoah was lounging nearby, of course - the two women exchanged baleful stares, but other than that, ignored each other.
Doe chirped for her master, hoping the Sea King was nearby - and in a reasonable mood. The two had not spoken much. This was partially due to Doe's wariness of his foul mood. Though she knew she would one day entertain bother their children with stories of Skellige Bearbane, Skellige the Vanquisher, for now, it was not a matter to be taken lightly. Nothing seemed to be, in his presence.
Doe chirped for her master, hoping the Sea King was nearby - and in a reasonable mood. The two had not spoken much. This was partially due to Doe's wariness of his foul mood. Though she knew she would one day entertain bother their children with stories of Skellige Bearbane, Skellige the Vanquisher, for now, it was not a matter to be taken lightly. Nothing seemed to be, in his presence.
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