Way north of Baapolis, in the cold fjords, an owl on a mission flies over the rushing rivers.
The owl is Oogla, the chief shaman of the Rognvald Clan.
After a long, strenuous flight, she spots the temple grounds of the clan. The temple is secretly tucked inside the folds of mountains.
Oogla flies over the banquet tables and the main fires adorning today’s celebration.
She sees guests of a wooly nature. Oh, is that the Peneshire Ewes that she’s heard Rognvald the Fourteenth talk about?
As she lands, she complains about the awful dirts that flew into her left eye, and the gluey salts that seeped into her feathers.
Ram guards surround her. These rams are much different from those of Baapolis or other established city-states. They look rugged, wild, with horns Au Naturel.
Oogla continues to murmur about her tiresome journey, about how her old bones have been rattled, shaken loose. Her joints must be hurting.
She complains that if her parliament of owls still opposes moving closer to her… she just might have to… perhaps, quit the post here?
Meanwhile she looks on at the Peneshire Ewes thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Rognvald, the 14th, handsome by his own standards, descends the tall stairs of the clan temple in a pompous attitude.
He is the rumored ram that Louis the rooster had told the hens back at Baapolis. This is the horns au naturel, muscles visible on the surface, the very one that the Peneshire Ewes cannot resist!
On closer inspection here, he has short fur, and is clad in wolf or coyote skin, along with a sparkling horn jewel - pure gold horn cuff inset with large red rubies! And the red is as intense as pigeon’s blood.
As Rognvald descends further and further, the Peneshire Ewes become totally absorbed, mesmerized. Their hearts beat. Their eyes sparkle. And their wool rumbles in delight.
Rognvald compliments the ewes, then announces to the ewes that he has made them a “Wonderful welcoming drink…my clan’s ancient recipe.”
Ooh la la…
Love is in the AIR, whether it’s lightning strike of tempestuous love that doesn’t last after the sun rises, OR the seedling of love that grows large into eternity… or is it simply lust and hormones
It is VALENTINE’s WEEK
And here we CELEBRATE with YOU with our Rognvald the Wild Ram special:
Stay tuned for next Chapter 23 to see how the affair goes between The Peneshire Ewes and Rognvald the 14th.
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Writer: Odele B
Sequential Artist: Bea Varela
Animation GIF: Zoe Nie
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