#I'm not sorry for where this snippet stops TEEHEE <3

[oblivions-dawn]

Convinced via Speech 100 to Give WIP

You have @thequeenofthewinter to thank for the posting of this late WIP. My chaos will thrive once again Thank you of course also to @umbracirrus and @bostoniangirl21 for the lovely WIP tags ❤❤ And to @yewphoric who saw this mess of a WIP and enjoyed it dlkgjlkdjgklf As I've mentioned before, I am sadly sick. And still sick, much to my dismay. HOWEVER that just means I've been simmering in ideas and the need to write, so although progress has been slow, it's starting to be made again! I have some things planned for this chapter so we'll see how it goes~ For now enjoy the opening of the new chapter! >:3c

“Ah, there you are.”

Vigdis shoved a spoonful of lukewarm beef stew into her mouth and looked up to see that Gunmar stood before her, his buff arms folded over his chest. Annoyance creased her brow as he stared down at her with an expectant expression. She chewed slowly, then swallowed.

“What the fuck do you want,” she grumbled.

He scoffed. “Still as charming as ever.” She scowled at him as she scooped up another bite of stew. He continued. “Make yourself useful and clear out the cave by the fort’s entrance.”

Icy eyes narrowed into an exasperated glare, only to be met with a cool, quirked red brow from Gunmar.

“What? It’s not like you’re not doing anything.”

Vigdis sniffed derisively. “No shit, idiot.”

Gunmar chuckled quietly as he cast his fern green eyes around the empty dining hall. It was too early for most members of the Dawnguard to have dinner, which suited the hunter just fine. The hearth rumbled lowly yet noticeably behind her, the warmth almost searing her back to match her growing irritation. When he finally glanced back at her, his expression became rippled with confusion.

“Where’s Serana?”