05-04-2021, 06:36 AM
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The mountain itself was quiet at this time of night. The sun had long passed the horizon. The chill might have threatened most, but the proud northerner hardly flinched. Her thick coat protected from such common-place hardship.
The fire sister had returned with a prize indeed. A young caribou calf had been killed by her work alone, and she had proudly dragged most of it back to her brothers and their odd little band of mishaps. It was a small kill she brought, but far larger than that of a common hare or lemming. What had been pulled from the young creature was merely the liver and part of the intestine, which the sister had savoured herself.
Valmúa howled to her unfaithful commune, having pulled the young creature up the mountain for little reason apart from a vague sense of loyalty.
The mountain called back to her in its own way, for her brothers had named it well despite their ineptitude. A raven called. She half-barked back.
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