Rágn and the soldiers were sent to speak with Calsar.

Sif, who hadn't left the valley or its mountain in a long time, elected to go alongside Yrnhold. He decided that it was worth it to see if these Cwge were worthy of his protection.

" Lord Hélna, will it really be alright for you to leave?" Rágn's mother asked worriedly. Sif placed his hands on his hips.

" Simply because I leave the valley does not mean it won't be under my protection," he declared.

And so, as they left, he bent down, picking up a large grey tabby; it was the biggest of the kittens he had been gifted on his arrival to the village.

" Look after my people while I am gone," he commanded it, touching its nose to his. The cat meowed plaintively, and he set it back down.

So they went.

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