Jötunheimr

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Scar on his mouth: The large wolf snarled staring down the loner across from him. Both forms were massive, littered with scars and clearly prepared to fight. And fight they did. Jötunheimr lunged for the other's neck, trying to grab and tear while the other managed to push him off his feet. The two both slipped on the snow wet ground but went straight back at each other. The ground practically shook at their anger and when Jötunheimr managed to get a good grip on the other's neck there was a pause as the loner feel limp for a second. The warrior loosened his grip, wanting to see if the other was dead but he definitely wasn't. With a snarl, the loner lunged at Jötunheimr's face, simply trying to rip and he certainly did, pulling a flap of skin off of the warrior's mouth. A yelp of pain came from the usually stoic wolf and he ripped his head back before charging forward, his full force behind the leap. The leap wasn't to get away, no, it landed with a harsh crack as the other's back buckled underneath his weight. They both went down, one standing, one falling and soon enough Jötunheimr was the one walking away. Blood dripped down his fur, running down his neck but really, his purpose was served. The other was dead and that was all that was needed.

With Heimdall: "Heimdall. We need to send out more parties before the snow storms. The forest is already becoming quiet, there are more wolves searching for our territory, for our food. What if Eivor was hurt? What if Helheimr gets sick with frostbite, he would struggle for the rest of his life. You need to focus on what is happening here, not with the rest of the packs." Jötunheimr urged, pacing alongside his mate. Said mate sighed and went silent but soon nodded. "You're right, of course. If you take our children hunting along with some other young ones, we can start a new hunting team. Does that sound good?" Heimdall replied and Jötunheimr paused but nodded. "We should be more prepared that way. Come on, it's getting late. We'll go find Eivor and Helheimr then sleep." Heimdall nodded and sped up, both of them settling into a comfortable trot as they headed back to camp, back towards their children.