Settling on the decision of skinning the badger and her young the man had decorated the outside of his den in furs, drying in the sun, and decided to make the day for flowers and herbs.

Setting out early, the sun barely peaking above the mountains, Thorvald smiled upon the day, for the first time since arriving he was really smiling. It was the way the day was graced with a cool breeze and crisp air, the way the winds blew over the river nearby that chilled him in ways he hadn't felt since he was human... Lilja a distant thought today...

Shrugging to himself he rose from the dirt and ducked out of his hole to pad through the forests to the mountain base. By the time he arrive the sun was rising and halfway in the sky, the air starting to warm and cause the breeze to ruffle the grasses and tickle his ankles.

He spotted a nice patch of deep indigo blooms that he felt would match perfectly with the badger skins and decided to make his way over there to nose about and pluck a few.

As he was gathering a bee landed on his nose, buzzing the tip and causing the man to snork a few times before sneezing loudly and quite violently... He was not a small man... Mighty man Mighty sneeze...