Mine Flesh and Blood
02-25-2016, 01:00 PM
A story? Runa paused in the middle of following the brightly glowing fairies that flitted in and out of her vision with silent giggles, to turn with dreamy curiosity towards her mother. Naudir and Taufr had already scrambled over to Katja's side, and Stori with his odd brown coat who was eldest of the children of Laufey had joined them. She didn't wait for Raesa and Asvor to appear, though undoubtedly they'd beat her there by the time she made her slow, meandering way over to sit beside her much larger brother Tau. Mimicking him, she stretched up to hook her paws and chin over Katja's perch. "Good morning, mother," she said vaguely. "Are you going to tell us a story about the gods?" Stories of the Aesir and Vanir were her favorite stories, though she liked hero stories too but not as much. Her ears relaxed down to the sides, she peered up at her mother with a soft, dream-fluff smile. |