It's a pleasure to meet you, Osman,she returned.
I'm Hjördis. Hjördis Åkesdotter. I live with the rest of Skjǫldrheim, over past this sound.She turned, pointing with her nose to gesture at the gap of water between the coast and the Storm's Reach.
The tawny dame canted her head to the side with curiosity still glistening in her dual-toned eyes.
I don't think I've seen you around... are you from around here?There was a small part of her that wondered—had this sire come from afar, transported here without explanation, just like herself?
The tide rolled upwards against the rocky shore. Hjördis flicked an ear up towards the undulating waters, gazing at it through the peripheral of her vision.
