After the strange man had uttered: „Well, ‘s been nice! SEE YA!! He had grabbed a pup and then… got away.
Which… left her with a wolf-puppy.
It probably was barely out of the wobbling-around-stage. Gabrielle could still lift it without too much trouble. It was a bundle of fur, muscle and tongue, trying to lick her face at every opportunity.
She pet the pupper.
Because no calling after ‘Mazin’ helped, he just called back: “HAVE FUUUN!”
… and the little one was entirely okay with sticking with her.
… great.
So she had a wolf puppy with her. To ride Njall with (it was delighted), to let Matia play with it (they were… somewhat evenly matched?), to curl up with in the evening. And feed.
At least the little one didn’t try to bite her. It did try with Matia. Who bit back. Which… well… happened.
Not much to do about it, really.
Gabrielle got used to a nose in her face at the first sign of dawn. And that she had to wake Njall so the little one could pee.
… why were they such earlybirds, really. The little pup and Matia. Njall joined as well. And then there was just a cold cave.
When she was feeling particularly sorry for herself, Njall’s overgrown paw pet her back and spoke for the first time: “Better soon” And went after the others.
It had been a very rough voice, not often used. Sounded like it hurt to speak.
It was a little touching that he did it to let her know.
In what way it would be better… was still shrouded in mystery, but… alright.
After another week, she was very close to finally asking, when they… reached a bit of a clearing
They reached a place in the endless forest that actually went… uphill. And then there was… a castle.
A real, actual, honest-to-goodness castle.
With a ditch and towers and a roof to walk around on and… a bridge got lowered whem they approached.
The whole wolf pack trotted in, much less alert than usual. They simply… trotted. Yawning. Stretching. When Njall walked through the giant doors, a THUD happened right next to them.
… it was the weird person from before: “You MADE it! Very nice! Should I show you around?”
He smiled a toothy, sharp… thing. And waited with his thumbs in his pants. It would be somewhat tempting to kick him, wagging tai and all.
