vague timeline given what all is going on in the area <3
it is cold; the wind. as it tatters at his darkened fur, a mouth stained by blood and chest smeared. the northman trails quietly, patiently, after the staggering of a dying stag.
its tracks drag through the snow, uneven, smeared with blood. its throat is torn, breath leaking in ragged gasps. a front leg dangles useless beneath it, shattered. it stumbles with every step, but still, it moves. still, it flees.
ulfric follows. not rushing. not closing the distance. just there, shadowing behind the dying beast. he watches, listens to the wheeze of its breath, the slow patter of blood against ice.
turning ice eyes ahead, seeing where it finally thuds in collapse against the melting snow of the grotto's ground. flanks heaving erratically, its mighty breath visible in curling smoke into the sky. sorrow lingers like frost on old bones—slow, creeping, never truly gone.
ulfric comes close, watching as the light slowly begins to glaze away from its wide, brown eyes. the northman's words come hushed, indecipherable as he presses a paw to its bleeding throat when it takes its final breath.
your strength fed the earth, now it feeds me.
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