Norðrljós

He was not asleep. Nope, surely not. He was doing important things like patrolling the borders and definitely not looking out for coyotes. If coyotes had taken Eislef's tail, maybe they would be a threat to the other pack members too. He would fight them. When Stori heard the call, he came, never one to miss out on a potential story. When he came to the group, the lights above struck his eyes, "Norðrljós?" He inquired. He was sure he had seen them before, but he wasn't fully sure if that was the right name for them. Approaching Inga and the group, Stori would dip his head, "God kveld, everyone."

Inga would talk about the lights, discussing if they were skirts or bridges to the gods. Stori wondered if he could climb it before he died and meet the gods, or if the gods could come down. Maybe even his mother or Odin could come visit then. That would show Eis.

Inga asked if maybe the gods would visit today and Stori's ears perked visibly, "Maybe so. Do you have any guesses? I wonder which god would be the most likely to visit." he chuckled lightly, "Maybe then one of the gods can tell us a story about the gods. Maybe even a new one!" He started up excitedly. His gaze followed the colors, his tail wagging softly. He really wanted to meet a god...