Backdated to March 7th, Thread for Sølvi
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I am my mothers daughter, I am her strength.
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Brynhild had been named second, for the Pillar of power, she had a purpose once more, one she could dedicate every day to. Although just a few days ago, something nagged at her, the dreams, the changes, everything was so different and she needed to do something that would ease this pull in her stomach, and now, she found herself at Northfall's doorstep. Staring up at the mountains and the way clouds loomed dark overhead, would they every truly leave she wondered.
For now, she stood, staring, unsure, stomach suddenly in a knot but slowly, carefully, she started to look around, a gut instinct urging her to stay around, trudging around and sniffing the air slowly. She had a purpose, and she wasn't about to live down being a sword from Solskin, she was keenly aware of the bunch of scents, the way some lingered heavier than others and how one in particular was..Familiar but swallowed by the packs scent and hard to directly pick out.
Slowly, for a moment she contemplated just going home, but something screamed to stay, to let this pack know, or..someone know, she was here and carefully, with a pint of hesitance, Brynhild tipped her head back, letting out a low song that filled the air, a gentle howl she'd picked up on from Ylva so she didn't wreck her own eardrums from being loud.
For now, only till she got an answer, the suneater explored the edges, barely dipping into the borders to avoid the river just a little south east that she refused to go near anymore, not after the..nightmare? she had there, where her limbs had been shattered like a porcelain doll falling out of it's box.
