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Hal had spent the majority of his day with his beloved sister, but today he was supposed to be fishing! So once he felt he was done devoting all of his attention to her, the brute started off. Something about his walk made him feel like he was headed towards his own doom. What could it be, though? It was a beautiful day, and the birds were out chirping! What could be giving him such strange vibes? Eh, the giant ignored the thoughts and continued to the fishing hole. There he sat close to the water, keeping an eye out for his next victim. Once he had found a target, he would stick his head in the cool stream and come back up with a fish. The

Hallbjorn woke the next morning to the chirping of the birds and the sun in his eyes. Though as he rose from his sleeping stone, he realized he was in unfamiliar territory. When did the brute get here, and how? Though, upon scanning his surroundings, he noted the carcass and roses he'd left beside him the night before. The memories came flooding back to him, bringing a smile to his maw. Ah, yes, the rather exciting hunt he'd been on just the day before. It had been a while since the brute had that much fun! Then to come across a peaceful meadow such as this one? Well, he was quite the lucky man. Still, he knew there was work to be done. He st

Hallbjorn had spent his day near home, taking the time to sleep in the sun. Brute began to stir, grumbling before rolling off of the stone he had laid claim to. Of course, the man had believed this to be the perfect resting spot, but it was obviously much too small for a varg of his size! Pinto male just knew this would be the end to his sleeping, at least until the day was finally over. When would that be again? Giant let out a sigh as he made his way through the foliage, allowing the sun to beat down on his thick coat. It felt nice out, and if he couldn't sleep in the sun, then he'd manage to hunt in it! Might as well use the day to his a

Thorin had been enjoying he and Freya's time together. She was so different from other females he had met. It seemed getting her attention was always a challenge. This was something the male couldn't help but find attractive. Hell, everyone loved a chase, right? So after she'd lead him on a wild goose chase the last time he'd attempted to give her a rose, well he had to come back and properly present her with one. The brute could only hope she wouldn't run from him this time! He arrived at their usual meeting spot, but something was off. Freya wasn't there! Or maybe she was and she was in hiding? So Thorin began searching for her, even lookin

Freya and Natta’s little adventure - - - - - - - - - - Completeperfection (Natta)            It was a beautiful morning in the dense forests surrounding Melrakki. The birds were singing their intricate songs, the sun was only barely shining down through the trees’ thick canopy; oh, and a gentle breeze was just beginning to roll through, carrying with it a scent-filled reminder that it was still Spring. Natta’s salmon-kissed nasals began to draw wide as the aroma of flowers found them, causing the Felvarg’s eyes to pop speedily open and her petite skull to be drawn up with a snap. “Morning? Already?” she&#

Thorin arose quite early, ready to go out and venture the lands beyond his own territory. Besides, with the flowers in full bloom, well the beast couldn't possibly pass up an opportunity to spend his day basking in all their beauty. Who knows, maybe he'd be able to find something of interest to take back home with him. Male stretched out his long limbs, before finally starting his journey. Of course, he had to stop in the forest along the way, to see if there was anything he could take down. A snack for the road, really. Dark brute would take his chances with a fox. Something little to keep him energized throughout the day. Luckily for him th

Freya was out again, simply taking in the beauty of her surroundings. Taking in the crisp air and stretching out her legs, something she felt was regularly necessary. Mainly for her own sanity, the girl hated being all cooped up. Taking her usual trail she was enjoying her little walk. Never straying too far from home, she made her way through the small wooded land near their territory. Something seemed odd in the forest that day. Things were too quiet, the girl couldn't even make out any of the normal chirping the birds normally did. Had something terrible happened so close to their home without the girl even realizing as much? Suddenly she

Freya had spent a lot of time following her brother and sister around, trying her best to keep up with them. All she wanted was to be as successful as them in pleasing her parents. However, it wasn't benefiting her much to stay on their tails all the time. It was about time for her to leave the den on her own and maybe even bring in some trophy to show her worth. A decent kill might be just the thing to show her parents that she could be as great as her siblings! An adolescent Freya had wandered from their home just as she'd done many times before, but something seemed different. Could she really have forgotten where her siblings took her to

Freya had been chasing after her siblings all day. The two leaving her in their dust and making quite the fool out of her. Ridiculous to consider them her family, when all they did was go on adventures without her. Hell, they made her feel like some the black sheep of their family. After a wild goose chase, she had thought that she was finally caught up to the duo, however upon a quick scan of her surroundings, she was not quite sure. She-beast had come across the Vale of Whispers, where they were supposed to be picking sunflowers. However, her brother and sister were not anywhere in the meadow. Just her luck of course! The many tales she ha