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Arvid
Jökull

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They had been in Northfall for a season and the pair hadn't felt very welcomed. There had been a tournament but Valkyrie hadn't met many folks even in the events and festivities there was still an air about the pack that hung heavy like a wet pelt. Nudging her mate Val turned a citrine gaze to the beloved handsome man at her side, blinking slowly as her heart hung heavy in her chest.

She enjoyed the mountains and cold of Northfall but the wolves had an aura about them that just didn't feel like her, didn't feel like she should be there, and she didn't like it. Arvid seemed nice enough and the other wolf she'd met seemed kind in her own way but that had been the extent of interactions that she'd had and they were not warm and radiating like she had hoped. Northfall just wasn't for the Viking pair and she hoped the leader of the pack would understand.

Valkyrie had brought a rabbit, a plump thing that the warrior woman had found feasting in the grasses, for Arvid as a offering of peace... And she hoped he would receive it well. [q]Ready...?[/y] Val questioned her mate as she turned her head back to face out towards the vast expanse of mountains. They had gathered on the borders of the mountains, the place where they'd been gathered that cold fateful night, and Val hesitated for a moment before she tossed back her head swiftly.

A single audit flattened against her crown as she tossed a beckon to the leader, Arvid, to the one that had accepted them in the beginning, and hoped for the best when he arrived. She hoped Jökull would join in her song and that she wouldn't be alone... She was mighty but boy sometimes that anxiety of singularity...

Jökull wasn't really ready for the kind of drama that this might ensue. But he would stand by his wife no matter what. The pair were now waiting at the borders, looking on at the massive mountain range that used to be their home. A rabbit was stowed away in Valkyrie's mouth, along with his own gift. He brought with him a deer leg from what was left of his cache.

It was another gift to show their gratitude, a hopeful sign that Arvid wouldn't attack them for wanting to leave. He set it down at their paws, then raised his head to join Valkyrie in her song. His voice was deep and powerful, perfectly complimenting hers as they sang in unison. Then as their song faded into the winds, the male glanced over at his love, an expression of anticipation clearly showing. It's now or never. Let's get this over with. So they could both move on and find a new home.

The pair had been in the pack for a season, sure, but had done extraordinarily very little to deem themselves worthy of any recognition. They had joined the pack at an extremely difficult time - during which the pack had lost its foundation, and Northfall was still struggling to find balance. In that, Arvid had welcomed them in during their time of need, and who was it that once said that “love was helping someone else when you, yourself, was struggling?” Had it been his mother? It sounded like something his mother would have said.

He was summoned to the borders, by the pair - a weird place for a lunch date. Should I have brought something, too, then? Arvid noted the scraps they carried with them - the little corpse of a rabbit, and a leg of a deer. Snacks, really; wouldn’t really fill a stomach - and do nothin’ but make an empty stomach even hungrier.

He tilted his head, eyes on Jok, though. Given his need for urgency, Arvid knew this wasn’t a lunch date. Perhaps if they had actually gone on cute lunch dates like these in the past season, they would have grown closer, instead of becoming estranged.

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Arvid
Jökull

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Valkyrie noticed the way Arvid shifted his glance to Jökull and she blinked a few times and let them have their moment before she smiled warmly and shook her head. Nei… We have merely brought gifts for our conversation, a snack for you whilst we speak… She nodded once slowly before nudging the rabbit towards Arvid.

Clearing her throat she looked to her partner and leaned against him for comfort and she shifted nervously. She had always been good at these types of conversations, diplomatic things and parting ways, but for some reason the thought of parting with the kind wolves who had opened their doors sent a pang of guilt through her heart.

We uhm… We have decided that with the coming of spring we should take our leave… Val now smiled a little awkwardly though still kindly. We are oh so grateful for you all for having opened your doors to us when the times were tough… We will never forget your kindness… Val sighed heavily as she finally let her words flow.

Citrines shifted to her beloved and she hoped her words were sufficient enough for him. Unsure of Jökull himself in this matter, Val placed only herself out there for now, shifting her gaze back to Arvid respectfully. If you ever need anything please don't hesitate to call upon me, I will come to your aid… Finally the massive woman bent to the man in respect, her front half coming down to kneel before the King of the Mountain.

It didn't take long for the King of Northfall to make his presence known. He came down from the mountain trails with a certain strength and poise to his steps. But he could still feel the sensation of guilt and possible retaliation from what was to come. At Arvid's words, he too shook his head. I hope it is enough for at least this small meeting. Jökull gave an apologetic smile, though still nervous.

He would dare not show it however. He listened well to Valkyrie's words, hoping that this would all blow over soon and they could move on to a new life. I too am forever grateful for your kindness and for your generous hospitality. We won't forget it. And I too will be there should you ever need to call on us for help. The dark coated male watched with great hesitant anticipation, waiting for the storm that might come their way if this did not bode well.