<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br/><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Outskirts of Kayax<br/><strong>When: </strong>Early Morning.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>It was a fresh winters day. The air had a pleasent, dry bite to it and the snow had frozen over night causing it to have that crisp outer shell. This was the type of snow he thought was easiest to cover ground in. The wet mushy stuff just froze your feet and made everything miserable and the light fluffy stuff was like trying to wade through cotton, you spend more effort but don't get very far with it. Astir heard the howl from Ts'itu just as he came within sight of her. He was near the front, leading the pack and the new human sacrifices. Her orders to hurry the sacrifices up made him smile a bit knowing she was just as eager to be home as he was but he called back to hurry up anyway in that commanding, don't give me any lip tone he used. He was able to catch that smile of Ts'itue's and the howl from Nesii warmed his heart. They had not been gone long but he had missed her, perhaps more than he would admit to himself.<br/><br/>Looking down the line he saw the red head trip. She was tired he knew and very cold. He wasn't worried though, the village was just over the hill and they had made it safely through the most dangerous parts of the trek. The fight had been a fierce but short one and though he had not been injured a few of the other betas were. Mentally he took stock of everyone's condition for the final time for the trip. Kon was the worst off. It served him right for just jumping into the middle of things like a maniac. It was a wonder he didn't get himself killed really. The guy needed to know his limits, in more ways than one. It irked him knowing it was just Kon's way of trying to impress Ts'itue, who was very much out of Kon's league. Delk'ali was injured as well and the location of the wound worried him. This close to home though and he knew Delk'ali would be alright otherwise he would have tried to help him out.<br/><br/>As Ts'itu passed him he teased her in her eagerness to get home, "If we push them any harder they'll drop where they stand." he let her pass as he continued on. He rolled his strong shoulders, thoughts of home, a warm fire and hot food in his belly coming to the forefront of his mind. Heavy, black, leather boots punched an easier path for those behind. He wore black leather fur lined pants to ease the bite of the cold. His shirt was white cotton and his jacket was black leather lined with the furs of wild lynx. He had brought along a short sword and a bow for this mission and they served him well. Once he reached the top of the hill he glanced back to see Kon and Ts'itu talking. He was next to Delk'ali at this point and he uttered a low disapproving growl as he waited for the others to catch up. When Ts'itu approached with intent to speak with Dalk'ai he have them room to talk as he glared back at Kon. If Ts'itu wanted to flirt and tease kon that was fine but he would be right there to show him his place the second Kon thought it was ok to make a move on her.<br/><br/>He started down the hill only to pause at the little shriek of the red head and see her fall once again perhaps for the third time. He walked up to her, barring her path. he gently brushed the exotic red colored hair out of her face. "At this rate your going to twist an ankle." And that was all he said before he grabbed her and threw her over one strong shoulder, ignoring any protest. He wasn't going to let her hurt herself. Then he started down the hill. Astir heard Nesii's excited yelps and cries and he chuckled before he let out a loud, strong howl to answer her.<br/><br/>As soon as they were down the hill he let Hiti down, gently depositing her on the ground and catching up to Ts'itu and Nesii. He caught what was said and smiled. "Well, men have needs and whoever said they don't have useful skills?" he chuckled.