OOC: Poop on me for the wait. Rey is in Optime form.
Reykr took to his Optime form today, if not to have thumbs and be able to ride his steed, but also to keep the pressure off of his shoulder that ached. He had been shot in the arm earlier this month and he still was recovering from it, and everyone could tell from the bandages he waro across his chest because of his shoulder. He'd wrapped it himself, since he did not know much of the family, and Siv was a bitch who didn't like to help Reykr with anything, even if he was injured. The woman seemed to think about anyone but herself. Why Reykr loved her the way he did made no sense to him, which was why he still was under the impression that she had cast a spell over him, making him fall in love with her. He knew that's what she did to him, and he was actually getting quite frustrated with it all. No only did she not help him, but she also kept the existance of their daughter from him for so long. The child was already becoming an adult, and he didn't even know of her until now. Needless to say, Siv and Reykr needed to have a chat.
Today, he was on his way over to her den, mainly following her scent because he did not know the lands all that well yet and was not able to distinguish who lived where just yet. The bowman found himself deep within one of the dense forests in Salsola, and while some would have been frightened, he was not. The forest was as natural as he could get, and he enjoyed that much. Sooner or later his friend, Val the Elk would make his appearance and bother Reykr while he was trying to figure out where he was supposed to be going to find the woman. Her scent was all over the place, here, there, and everywhere. He sighed lightly to himself as he walked along. Eventually he would get tired of walking though and would take to his steed's back.
Val the Elk continued a brisk pace through the woods, ignoring the dense smell of a bear in the area. Reykr smelt it too, and got slightly anxious. Bears were something that the male was actually afraid of (mountian lions and lynxes were nothing to him) but it was not like he had not taken one down before, seeing as that he had a bear pelt that was fashioned into a cloak hanging from his shoulders, and he was the one who executed the beast. Reykr was not able to use his bow and arrows though anymore since his shoulder was messed up, so he would have to defend himself with his tooth and claw.
Still they continued through the forest before they had come upon a woman with the most strange marking. Her skull was bleached, as if her head was just a skeleton, as were her forearms. Hello there, m'lady. I've never seen you around, but it's not like I've been around for long... The name's Reykr Helsi. Who're you, beautiful? asked the wolfdog to the woman, and he also gave the woman a charming smile and a wag of his thinly furred tail that was much like his dog ancestors. Val came to a stop in front of the woman though and he snorted lightly. Val did not like new wolves, whether they are packmembers or not. Female or male did not matter much to him either. He just didn't trust them because he's seen wolves take down his kind before. Living as a slave for them was better than getting eatten by them in Val's eyes.
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