Some People Call This Junk. Me? I Call It Treasure

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All had remained quiet between Dragonford and Northfall, despite their proximity to one another. Maybe they had been lucky on either side to avoid one another- maybe the gods themselves had deemed it so. Either way, Ragnar's attention lied elsewhere with the more recent happenings, including newcomers, visits from far off packs and battles with walrus.

Today, he strode along the northern reaches of the Brim first, then southward with an intent to perhaps run into one of those Windmere wolves. Ragnar was not certain of a direct path but knew them to be within the great mountain range somewhere.

Instead, he smelt islanders. Ragnar was tense but did not flee. He followed the scent with a dangerous curiosity. He was met with a large and scarred white wolf. Ragnar would not immediately assume this was the one mentioned by his members but could make the connection. Ragnar woofs out, curious of what the other might do. Would he run, attack, speak? Maybe even ignore him...
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If it was information which the man sought after, Ragnar had no quarrels with sharing. However, his own opinions on the matter would be biased, given obvious reasons from which Ragnar stood on this.

The other man's annoyance was clear and Ragnar did not judge him for this. They were enemies, after all. Even if Ragnar's own words were calm and pleasant, the smile which he was wearing was all too calculating and mischievous. He was waiting to see if the other would attack. He would be grateful for it, too. But Ragnar was a patient and reasonable man, far more so then Sindri.

“My young daughter was murdered by your leader for walking these lands...” He said to casually, tipping his chin upward as he looked around the foggy, gloomy and mostly dead landscape. Why this was much of a place to fight over, Ragnar was not certain.

Then, moving his ice pale gaze back to the yeti. “I was just wondering if you had a willing to do the same before I attempted to go further?”
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At first, the large white wolf's eyes narrowed further, his brow furrowing as though trying to find some trick to Ragnar's story or as though he searched for sympathy. Ragnar only stated facts.

Then, he spoke his uninterest in a war. Ragnar held back the short but could not hold back the shaking of his skull. Did he not realize that by placing his loyalty with Dragonford, he was already in the war lest he refuse to fight and become a traitor to his pack?

Aarkron did not seem sarcastic or rude upon hearing of Northfall's dead. Ragnar offered truth.

“I admit, when you Isle wolves decided to settle on the islands in our coastal 'front yard', my family and I were not pleased... Kei and I thought the peace may be kept, so long as you lot kept to your claim on the island. Vendrussel must have wanted more...” His head tips to the side and outward, hi muzzle scanning over the lot of his Brim as silent explanation.

“Ynness was barely a year old and only had three useful limbs. I couldn't imagine she would have been much of a threat to a seasoned warrior...” A huff came then and Ragnar began to take pace once more. He would move to Aarkon in a wide acre, leaving distance for them both s he passed on...
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