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It was a good day to be alive.

Each and every one of her muscles ached with a bitter sweetness; Katta's time spent on the sands had been well worth each and every ounce of pain that burned her tendons tore through her back and shoulders. She'd gotten a good trouncing from her brother - Draugr had never been one to honey-coat anything, and even in his sparring he was as relentless as he might be on a viking.

And while it might be a good day to be alive, it was also a day better spent at the borders on patrol simply because her other brother, Rorik, had never let her live down any sort of beating.

Inhaling deeply, Katta's odd eyes narrowed as she picked up a scent. A strange scent it was, not one that she knew, and so the large lioness immediately straightened up and peered around. It did not take her long at all to catch sight of the interloper.

Teeth bared, she approached. She asked no questions, but merely watched in silence - it was almost as if she knew by looking at the stranger exactly what he it was he wanted.