6/4/2025, 9:34 PM
Solulfur was rarely difficult to find within the borders; today was no exception. Her midday nap had been relatively peaceful, and the hunt she had taken on following it had produced a ptarmigan. Nestled within a copse of close-packed pine trees, Solulfur spat out brown-dappled feathers as she worked to butcher the bird; the wings, she hoped, would serve as good toys and chew toys for Golde and Hexx's growing clan. The rest of the bird would make for a suitable snack for the young mother. Dalmatia's call, however, pulled Solulfur's attention away. She chuffed back to let the Shakti-Vaes know she was coming, before shallowly burying the carcass to return to later. Solulfur lapped at her bloody chest and paws hastily, shaking her fur to dislodge any remaining feathers as she trotted free of the shadowed grove and into the afternoon sunshine.
The opportunity to spend time with the spotted young woman was not one Solulfur was going to pass up. She was aware of her brother's affections for Dalmatia, his intentions to court her. She had seen the pair at the voting for the new Pillar, too; Dalmatia, pressed to her brother's side as though she had been built just to fit there. Solulfur still had her doubts, mostly because she felt of the two siblings it was her job to do so. Nottin was pre-occupied with the matters of the heart.
Solulfur had been preoccupied, too, though - the many pressing events in her life all calling for her involvement and attention. Her brother's love life was a path for him to navigate without her meddling, even though Sol would have gladly done so anyway if she thought she could get away with it.
So now, she was excited to spend some time with Dalmatia and get to know another Shakti-Vaes sister a little better. Solulfur trotted into view, tossing her gaze onto Dalmatia's petite figure. She offered a pleasant swish of her tail as she approached.
Dalmatia. What can I do for you?Solulfur greeted. Her ears pricked, as a howl reached them. Nottin, too, was responding to the summons. Did he not trust her to keep from needling Dalmatia the same way she had him? How insulting! Even if it was a fair assessment...
