M - Glowing Embers Fly Across the Sky

Reykr Helsi · 10-04-2012, 07:41 PM

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Setting	Location	Form	NPCs
Location: Jordheim, Reykr/Alessandra's Residence Date: 1 Oct (Same Day) Weather: Calm skies, chilly. Time: 7 p.m.

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Word Count → 580 :: Halalaala, Lessa pleaseses <3 Mature just in case they do the do?

Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Reykr was a happy man. He was with his love, in a new place, but still, he was with her, and that's all that mattered. It'd been about a week since he had joined her, and he had been working hard for the pack. He made sure that there was some sort of kill for them in the morning, and again he would go out in the afternoon to hunt for dinner. He was used to doing this for some time now, for he had been doing this even back in the hearg. He was a Hundr, through and through, and even though he lost his Hearg, he did not lose his spirit of hunting. He was a wolf, and wolves hunted. He was one of those who hunted more so than the others. Today was no different than other days. He spent most of the day out and about, but by the time the sun was about to come down, he was ready to go home.

He dragged a deer behind him, while he was mounted upon his faithful steed. Val was not worried that he would end up like the one he dragged along the ground, for he had the Valknut tattooed on his thigh, which made him off limits to other wolves, and Val had full faith in Reykr to not eat him. If Rey was going to eat him, wouldn't he already have killed him? Exactly. Reykr patted Val on the neck as they rode through the small village and towards the home of Lessa and himself. Why he had not taken his own house was because well.....Reykr was going to propose to Lessa, and hopefully she would become his mate. Him moving into another house would just be a waste of time if she accepted, and if she declined, then maybe he would move out. Who knows?

Val's pace slowed as they came to the door of the house and Reykr quickly dismounted and then went to untie the dead deer from Val. The weight was a relief as he was released, and Val quickly moved towards the side of the house to graze once Rey had gotten it off of him. Reykr dragged the doe towards the door and then he opened it and glanced inside. Lessa, my love, I'm home, and I've brought us dinner. Can Max help me, please? asked the male to the woman, knowing that Max would listen to her over listening to him. He didn't really know why Max still hung around if he was freed (Lessa had told him about Max being a slave) but he was not one to judge, so he just accepted that Max was around. He actually liked the male's presence, because it meant that when he was not around, Lessa would have someone to talk to, and someone to protect her if she needed it. Reykr held a bright smile on his face as he peeked into the house. He wondered if they were even home, Lessa and Max, because he did not see Vahalla lingering outside, but the warhorse was a sneaky bastard at times, so he could have just been wandering somewhere around the hut.

Are you home, Lessa? He asked into the doorway, to see if she was there. If she wasn't, then he could handle getting the deer into the house. He already was pulling it through the door.

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