The snow crunched under foot with each methodical step thewoman took. The sea wolf stopped and adjusted the canvas sack containing her latest catch before squinting through the clouds her breath made at the gathering snow. Occasionally the contents of the sack would twitch and squirm throwing off its balance. The heavy cloak she wore over her armor gave a flutter as the wind picked up giving her more indication of the coming snow. She returned her sights to her destination and continued her march.
The sound of scrapping metal caught Matahina’s attention asshe passed the training field. The large woman halted her movement to examine the scene. Her piercing gaze crossed over the worn dummy and the groove from the dragged axe before settling on the pair that seemed to be holding in a standoff.
“Judging from how you are holding your axe it would bebetter for you to clear the field.†Matahina said as she approached the pair trying to diffuse the situation. “Take a rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.â€
The sound of scrapping metal caught Matahina’s attention asshe passed the training field. The large woman halted her movement to examine the scene. Her piercing gaze crossed over the worn dummy and the groove from the dragged axe before settling on the pair that seemed to be holding in a standoff.
“Judging from how you are holding your axe it would bebetter for you to clear the field.†Matahina said as she approached the pair trying to diffuse the situation. “Take a rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.â€
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