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Jon looked around at the animals, some still wounded with arrows or damages inflicted by the atronach. He began to execute each one with a clean death, as they wouldn't have survived much longer anyway.
He also went to all the bodies and started to absorb them into his dimensional space, since they would serve as his sustenance in the coming days, and now he had a sizable stockpile. He glanced at a crow at some distance again.
"That damned thing is still spying..." Jon murmured as Ygritte looked on curiously.
This time, Jon didn't take Ygritte's bow; instead, he conjured his conjuration magic, and a spectral bow appeared in Jon's hand. He aimed at the crow from a distance and released the arrow. The crow had started to fly away as it saw him aim, but Jon, an experienced man for whom a crow was nothing, calculated its trajectory and launched his arrow, hitting it in mid-air as it tried to escape. The spectral arrow pierced through the crow, causing it to fall lifelessly to the ground.
"Wait, you can create a bow? You broke mine yesterday." She said, unsatisfied, as if everything Jon had done until now was normal and she was upset for having lost her last bow and having to get another from the tribe.
"Don't complain. I didn't want to show these skills in front of so many people. Now we need to find a place to rest." Jon said and looked at the animals waiting for his order.
"Scour the area. Any crow that appears, or animal controlled, attack them." Jon commanded, his control would not wane until he used another Shout, so he could keep them as his guards for the night.
She saw all the animals disperse into the forest to encircle them. His attention now returned to the girl with red hair. "Let's go, we need to find a place." He said, and she nodded.
It didn't take long for them to find a place later on, at a higher elevation, where Jon placed his items in the dimensional space.
"You do such incredible things... it's no wonder you're screwing Lucis and Val at the same time." Ygritte spoke without any shame in her words, after all, she was direct.
Jon could deny it, but said nothing, after all, why would he waste his time on something trivial like trying to deny something like that, he was more focused on preparing dinner.
"Do you want to eat another fox?" Jon asked as he took another carcass from his space and set it up for cooking.
While Ygritte nodded, assisting him in some things to help him as she cleaned some of the carcasses while he prepared the fire.
He prepared the meal, and the sun began to set on the horizon as the campfire started to be their only illumination that night.
During the night, there was another animal attack, but their own animals fought their enemies around them, leaving none alive while the sounds of the animals ran all night long.
Jon began to summon atronachs to patrol around the camp. "Will we be safe?" Ygritte asked with some fear in her voice, after all, it's not every day that a group of murderous animals tries to attack them while they sleep.
"It's going to be a long night, but we'll be fine. Try to ignore the animal screams and try to sleep." Jon advised.
He entered the tent some time later, and Ygritte followed him. Jon lay down in his bed on the ground that he had prepared, while Ygritte did the same with the bed beside him. He lay down calmly, while she still cast some glances at him. Of course, he knew it, but he ended up ignoring it, as it might not hold up, and there wasn't an atmosphere for it, while animals kept screaming to death outside, through the forest. So, he found it kind of a turn-off.
The night continued while animals continued to kill each other. It seemed that the warg that had summoned them was persistent and wanted to kill Jon at all costs, and the night began to pass, giving way to dawn.
As the first rays of sunlight appeared, Jon opened his eyes, stretched, and began to get up. Ygritte also woke up with him; after all, she hadn't slept well that night. He ended up opening the tent entrance and stepping outside, noticing there were some animals that had gotten through their defenses and were killed by the flaming atronachs, still patrolling the area. They were still summoned, fed by his magic that was wearing thin, but Jon, as an archmage, had plenty of magic, so maintaining all the atronachs summoned all night wasn't a difficult task.
Thus, seeing that everything was fine and there seemed to be no more animals attacking them, he began to prepare the first meal of the morning, while Ygritte also came out of the tent. She looked, surprised, at the chaotic scene and asked him, "Were all those animals killed?" She raised this question since seeing the bodies of enemy animals here only meant one thing.
"I haven't checked, but probably yes. It seems the warg made an effort tonight, but in the end, it failed," Jon said and prepared something for them to eat. Jon and Ygritte were eating, until Jon noticed something again and conjured another bow, shooting at a crow that appeared again to spy on them.
"This thing is persistent..." Ygritte said with a tone of dissatisfaction.
Jon didn't comment much on Ygritte's remark and his gaze returned to the dead animals. "We should burn more animals, but we don't have time for that," Jon said, as the place was littered with animal bodies and he didn't want to spend the entire day gathering them for cremation.
"We can't burn them, but I can do something, at least." He said and looked at the atronachs dancing through the camp, "Search all the carcasses in the area and burn them all." The creatures nodded as they spun in the air, and began to run throughout the area creating lines of fire across the ground and snow.
"How far are we going on this journey?" Ygritte asked, curious. Jon sighed and looked at his line of light with clairvoyance. "I don't know yet. After all, we're just following a trail, but it shouldn't be too far. After all, it seems that the powers of this warg are increasing the closer we get," Jon concluded, after all, he was never attacked by animals at Mance's camp, just being spied on.
After breakfast, he began to pack his things and put them in the dimensional space again before continuing their journey. The other summons had done their job and disappeared, returning to Oblivion.
"Let's go," Jon said, and they started heading west again. The rest of the day was peaceful, and Ygritte always asking questions about things she could imagine in her limited experience, she wanted to know more about the place he claimed to be from before coming to the true north, which she later learned was Skyrim.
"So you were a father there? I doubt there weren't women who didn't want you to steal them." She said passing a fallen tree.
"We don't use that term there..." Jon laughed at that. "But yes, I had many lovers, but never had anything more serious. Although many wanted to marry, I couldn't do that at that time, my life was always too hectic and dangerous in those lands." Jon admitted, Alduin, gods, demons, monsters, animals, wars, bandits, werewolves, vampires, Thalmor, dungeons, natural hazards, and even another Dragonborn were his constant dangers, but in the end, he triumphed over them all.
"So you're not a father...?" She asked, running alongside him to keep up as she faced him with that question.
"No, I'm not a father," John said as he walked beside her without looking at the girl. "But I adopted 2 little girls some time ago. I left them with trusted friends, hoping they would have a happy life." Jon said sincerely as he looked up at the sky, after all, Skyrim was no longer his home.
"I see. But do you think about being a father one day?" she asked again.
"Of course. I think every man thinks about it. Everyone wants to leave their genetics, their legacy," John spoke, before continuing. "Although, many years ago, I never wanted that. But I changed my mind after seeing what the world is really like," he concluded.
"I see," she said as they arrived at a fissure in the ground, which was much larger than 3 meters.
"Can we get across this?" Ygritte asked, looking bewildered at the huge hole she couldn't see the bottom of as she tried to peer into it on tiptoe.
Her feet slipped with the sudden crumbling of the edge, while Jon quickly caught her before she fell down. With a scream, she found herself back on solid ground.
"Be careful." He said with a smile as she looked at him bewildered.
"Thank you..." Was all she said.
"Now we'll get across, just hold on tight," Jon spoke as he approached her again and took her by the waist, surprising her once more with his actions.
"What are you doin—" she didn't have time to finish, as Jon jumped from one side to the other, not seeming like a normal maneuver, leaping more than 3 meters, which no human could do.
"Done. Let's continue," Jon said, and she still felt stunned but followed him.
They continued, and Jon couldn't help but look at that fissure circling the area with interest.
"There are some tectonic plate fissures in this area..." He murmured.
"Tec, what?" Ygritte asked, curious about this new word.
"Forget it, nobody in this place knows what I'm talking about." Jon said, knowing that Westeros wasn't the most developed place to know about these things.
She didn't persist on this topic and returned to talking about this Skyrim where Jon was. "Tell me more about this place where you were," she asked still with curiosity.
Jon began to speak. "My life was quite hectic in Skyrim, you could say that," he spoke. "It was basically kill, kill, and kill. Hardly having time for myself or a peaceful life," he said.
Ygritte said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
"You know, when I thought my life would finally calm down in that place," Jon paused and continued, "something happened, and I came here, to this very place, because I was told some very interesting information. Seeing that my life was just a lie here, so I came seeking vengeance," Jon spoke sincerely. He wasn't a good Samaritan, the Dragonborn, and was never an altruistic person. He's just a normal person, with ambitions and varied feelings for each thing. He intended to avenge himself and give rest to the soul of his mother, something he always wanted to know in his childhood. And he knew that, if he wanted to move forward, he would have to do that.
"And what do you plan to do now?" she asked.
He took a deep breath and looked at her. "Kill, kill, and kill. That's what I'm going to continue doing," Jon was not dishonest. He really was going to avenge all his enemies.
They continued on their way until suddenly they found something interesting. He saw an area with geysers. It seemed his theory was right about having some earth fissures, and surely there was lava underground. Jon, knowing this, quickly tried to look for a lake or something; after all, he needed to take a good bath.
"What are you doing?" she asked, curious.
"I'm looking for a place to take a bath," he said while looking around, but only stopped looking when he found a fissure and a type of boulder. He saw smoke coming out from the hole and nodded satisfied. "Come with me," he said, and the girl followed.
Approaching the spot, he raised his hand and tried to open the fissure, but without success. Seeing the small hole with the smoke coming out and the sound of water inside, he knew that place was perfect.
Then, he raised his hand before turning back to the girl. "Stay back." She nodded and stepped away as Jon was about to punch the rock.
*Boom!*
His punch made a rocky sound as fissures began to spread, surprising Ygritte, seeing the rock react that way to his fists.
Jon continued punching, and more and more fissures began to spread, starting to break the spot, it didn't take long to finally open a large passage while the rocks fell to the ground and Jon smiled at that.
"Let's go. I'd like to relax a bit," Jon said, realizing he would, for the first time, take a decent bath in this world. And Ygritte followed. Then they entered the cave.