BH's POV
Day 1
During the evening
Loba and I have been travelling for over a whole day. We don't eat too much, just in case we run out of the food uncle gave us. It was silent, and the animals we're getting ready for conquering the night. But we'll prove a challenge if we work together. Loba has been awfully quiet and I didn't want to bother her, so we continued to explore the tundra.
Suddenly, I hear something moving closer.
"Get down, behind that rock." I told her, as we slowly lowered ourselves and hid behind the rock.
As we peeked over, we saw a campfire. Three men were placed around the fire, and their fourth member walked pass the rock. He was inspecting the area, since he has probably seen us. Though Loba and I kept silent as the rock beside us.
"No one's here." He said to himself as he turned around, and went back to his campsite. Loba stood up from the rock as soon as he was far enough and looked at me.
"You've got good hearing."
"Ég heillaði þig?" As I said that, she chuckled.
"What? Never."
We continued our expedition, and the campsite the four men we're at got out of our sight.
As we ventured, I stumble across stable ground, hidden in a few tree's. Perfect place for a camp. I put down my bakpoka, and ready my own tent. "Guess we're sleeping here.", said Loba, as she placed her tent beside mine. When we set up our tents, I left my things inside it and made it comfortable for sleep. Arthur gave us pillows made of the village's hænur, and blankets made of perfect sheep wool. He knew it would be cold that night. How thoughtful.
I went to gather logs and Loba was scouting,in case anybody or anything was close.
"The coast is clear. Finally, rest."
She retracted into her tent and went to sleep, and when I gathered my materials I created a campfire to warm myself.
The night was now silent and the only sound was emitted by the fire's crackling. Loba has fallen asleep fast. I watched the sky and thought about everything. My village, the journey, Arthur and Loba.
Then I thought of my feelings about Loba. I find her as my family, but my feelings are starting to change.
Despite her being a thief, she's still a kind person. Everybody has to do something to survive, and thieving is her way. Though the Allfather forbids this. That's why I'm trying to explore how I feel. I must not let the heart take away my mind.
I put out the fire and fall back into my tent, then drift off to sleep.
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Day 2
Morning.
Loba was already awake, eating some of the food the village gave us.
"Good morning."
"Það er gott að sjá að þú ert enn á lífi."
I smile and she rolls back her eyes. I sat down beside her and eat. It was still cold, but not like yesterday. Together, we ate in silence and watched how the wind blew the leaves, and how all sorts of peaceful animals roamed. Loba finished with her meal and looked at me.
"Are we continuing soon?"
"Yes. You may pick up your tent. I will be done soon." As I say that, she starts to disassemble her tent and put it back into her backpack. I quickly finished off my meal and did the same, and soon enough we continued our journey.
YOU ARE READING
the heart of the wolf resides in you
AdventureInspired by my theory of Loba and Bloodhound having history in the past. Young Bloodhound meets the lost Loba Andrade in the woods while hunting with their tribe. That day, their life together begins.