we are all
delphi
04-15-2024, 02:50 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-15-2024, 02:51 PM by Víðarr. Edited 1 time in total.)
This character is unstable. Blanket TW for mental health themes applies to all posts.
Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.
04-23-2024, 12:49 PM
Kanin’s appearance is a surprise to the imp. Her eyes draw upward to the taller canine with a cant of her head. Vidarr was requesting her presence? After recent news, it worried Delphi immediately. She had picked up extra chores, done as much as she could to get rid of the slack where needed. It wasn’t ideal, but she would do her best to make sure no one else noticed. Though she understood they weren’t blind, she’d like to believe it helped Vidarr’s life just a little bit.
Following Kanin to a low ridge along Fenrir’s Maw that overlooks The Stone Steppe, Delphi’s heterochromatic gaze lingers on him for a moment before looking out over the valley. She can see her den from here where the large dot of Strai’s frame can be seen hauling in wood for the oncoming winter’s chill.
Coming to sit beside the Konungr, Delphi doesn’t speak for a few minutes. The pregnant pause between them isn’t awkward, but companionable. Watching the reindeer and the sheep, herd animals grazing before they turn in for the night. Other wolves making their way out to hunt or coming in to sleep. Life would still go on no matter what.
“Please save the pretty talk for someone else,” Delphi finally speaks, a smirk toying on her lips as she casts her gaze upward to Vidarr.
Following Kanin to a low ridge along Fenrir’s Maw that overlooks The Stone Steppe, Delphi’s heterochromatic gaze lingers on him for a moment before looking out over the valley. She can see her den from here where the large dot of Strai’s frame can be seen hauling in wood for the oncoming winter’s chill.
Coming to sit beside the Konungr, Delphi doesn’t speak for a few minutes. The pregnant pause between them isn’t awkward, but companionable. Watching the reindeer and the sheep, herd animals grazing before they turn in for the night. Other wolves making their way out to hunt or coming in to sleep. Life would still go on no matter what.
“Please save the pretty talk for someone else,” Delphi finally speaks, a smirk toying on her lips as she casts her gaze upward to Vidarr.
04-25-2024, 12:04 AM
This character is unstable. Blanket TW for mental health themes applies to all posts.
Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.
04-25-2024, 09:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-25-2024, 09:01 AM by Delphi. Edited 1 time in total.)
Delphi lets out a snort, a quick shake of her head as Vidarr praises her. "I love you too old man, but it's not like you haven't told me before," she smiles cheekily at him before her gaze turns back to the pack. Somewhat thriving, doing their best to prepare for winter. Hunters bringing in ample amounts of meat, healers storing away plants in case of injury or sickness, everyone continuing to practice combat after the last raid. There was indeed some weak spots, Delphi could see that.
Vidarr's words suddenly pull her from her observation, eyes narrowed slightly as she assess his expression. Was he pulling her leg? She knew of Tenshi, knew of the hardship they were going through, none of it was easy. When was it ever easy? But the fact that he was picking her over Erik or Bjorn or Lumine or any of the other pups surprises her. Would he not name them heir until they are ready?
As the gears turn in her brain, she gets it. There is no waiting. Someone needed to be ready to take his place now, not later. Inhaling a deep breath, she nods slowly. "Of course, Vidarr, I will be your heir," she tries to smile, but it wavers. Fear, worry, the realization of how big of a job this would be are slowly filling her up as if she were car sinking into a lake.
But it would her chance to prove how capable she was...
Vidarr's words suddenly pull her from her observation, eyes narrowed slightly as she assess his expression. Was he pulling her leg? She knew of Tenshi, knew of the hardship they were going through, none of it was easy. When was it ever easy? But the fact that he was picking her over Erik or Bjorn or Lumine or any of the other pups surprises her. Would he not name them heir until they are ready?
As the gears turn in her brain, she gets it. There is no waiting. Someone needed to be ready to take his place now, not later. Inhaling a deep breath, she nods slowly. "Of course, Vidarr, I will be your heir," she tries to smile, but it wavers. Fear, worry, the realization of how big of a job this would be are slowly filling her up as if she were car sinking into a lake.
But it would her chance to prove how capable she was...
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