Can You Come Over?

[monstersget]

Da said she could have her friends over to the Forest for a hunt.

The entire pack had sighed a lot And decided to be somewhere else.

It wasn't at all that the Wolves of the Forest didn't respect Hrimhari's Distinguished Cousins, and their other allies.
It was a question of style.
And volume.

But Tyrulfa was waiting eagerly.

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[victorygoddess]

Siglief is capable of being quiet when hunting. Rarely otherwise, but when hunting. Style is another matter entirely.

Oh, and she's not hunting now, so silent mode is off.

"Hail and well met!"

[doubleplusfury]

Julie was still dealing with a little bit of culture shock having been "removed" from home maybe only a month or so prior. But her childhood playmates during times with her Máthair had been welcoming and, much to Nemain's relief, taken up the task of minding her and that was plusgood. The invitation to a hunt was plusgood was well, in theory. It wasn't something she could refuse.

"Friends! Doubleplusgood we meet!"

[asgard_by_oklahoma]

Valka follows not half so thunderously in Siglief's wake.

"'Tis good to see thee well," she says with a smile. "I hope we're not tardy."

[monstersget]

Tyrulfa will hug everyone in turn. "Nay, right on time. Doubeplusgood to see thee, too, Julie."

[victorygoddess]

Siglief hefts Julie in one arm, Tyrulfa in the other, lifting them and spinning them about. Not even hugs are allowed to be halfway things. Never.

"Aye! Always a pleasure, and it hast been too long, by far!"

[doubleplusfury]

Sig hugs are not hugs. They are onslaughts and they always, always catch Julie off-guard.

"PutmedownIthinkyou'recrushingmyribcageasusual."

When...if Sig ever releases her, Julie will smooth herself back out.

"One of these days I'm going to spin-grope-hug you." Pause. "Even if I have to recruit Tyrulfa and Valka to help me."

[monstersget]

Tyrulfa just chuckles. "So, we can go find ourselves a meal shortly. Lot of stag about. Perhaps boar. If it's boar we find, Valka may tell us of the wonders of barbecue sauce again."

[victorygoddess]

Sig does release them after another spin or two. Never any questioning her enthusiasm. Lots of other questions: sanity, finesse, understanding of very basic concepts outside of hunting and war, technological ineptness. The list goes on. But never about enthusiasm.

"She hast shared this barbecue with me when last we didst visit her home. Tis as good as she claimest. Mayhap she brought the fixings this time? If so, tis boar we hunt for!"

[doubleplusfury]

Julie stood, once released and having righted herself from the slight vertigo, with a flat expression, her nostrils flaring ever so slightly, then her lip curling curiously.

"What is barbecue sauce?"

She looked around for a moment, first at her friends and then at the trees to see which one would offer her the best opportunity for an improvised spear.

[asgard_by_oklahoma]

"I didst come prepared this time!"

Valka reaches into her bag and extracts a cloth-wrapped bundle, which is unwound to reveal a large bottle made of dark glass. The substance inside is a thick liquid that appears reluctant to part ways with the glass as she turns the bottle over her hands.

"This ist a family recipe, passed down through generations of Bills," she tells Julie. "I hath little doubt that thou shalt enjoy it."

[monstersget]

Tyrulfa smiles. "Boat t'will be, then!"

[victorygoddess]

"I am not surprised Valka hast come so truly prepared. So we wilt hunt, and then we wilt feast! We hath barbecue sauce, and I hath mead aplenty."