[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]quiet the flutter of wings to announce the presence of the valkyrie, fluttering down to rest nearby, gaze upon the sky as she folded her wings back, ears flat to her skull for a moment as silence filled the air before the cries of the feathered blights from above echoed down to her ears. huffing quietly, would the swordswoman stretch into a yawn, her sword hitting against her hip as if it was a foreign friend. shaking herself out, the woman breathed out in a heavy breath, "the cold is coming - isn't it? i need to ensure that there's enough food for wren and myself, at least.", she would murmur softly, not wanting to remember the times in the past, the year before when there hadn't been enough food for everyone - what had prompted the travel into the Altar. shaking her head, she dipped her head to baalal, "i'm available to be paired off with for a hunt.", she would murmur, running her tongue over her teeth.

the feelings of hunger crawling along her ribs and spine were not foreign, heavens knew how many times she had gone without food in the past. how many times she'd been unable to eat due to injuries. how many times she'd fallen asleep on an empty stomach and how many times she'd forsaken meals for the weaker members around her. made of muscle and sinew, there was very little softness left to the valkyrie, though her attitude towards her family would be the only softness that she ever showed.

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]shaking herself softly to shake off a dusting of snow caused by a bird slipping on a branch far above, the female would slide into a stretch, "i'll take apple, baalal. it's better if we pair up like this - i can help teach her some hunting techniques, and you can discuss things with star.", she wasn't a sucker, she could see clearly how anxious they were to get going on the hunt, and it would be easier for them to hunt with a groupmate closer to their size. that, and she knew that they were lonely though they would never show these things to those around them. the sage needed the chance to make friends again, as stubborn as they were about those matters.

turning her head to apple, she would grin, "what do you think about that, apple? would you mind coming with me? i can teach you a few things while we are out hunting, and i could show you some techniques on how to take down bigger animals than yourself?", she would suggest. not everyone had a violent disposition or favor for fighting, but everyone should know the basic skills in hunting, foraging, and fighting, in case they were ever on their own. even re-running over their skills and ensuring that they weren't rusty was a good thing, as was exchanging tips and thoughts.