Not long after his son arrived, Laufey lumbered into the gathering of hunters. He cast a jovial gaze across his fellow hunters, casting friendly nods in to those whose gaze met his. Lastly he looked to Katja. To her, he dipped his head and rumbled, "Katja." He was looking forward to a hunt. It would feel good to run again, to stretch his legs and feel the strength that had returned to him. He was also looking forward to bringing something down. Being on the slower, heavier side, the odds of the killing blow being his was unlikely, but he would still get a chance to sink his teeth into something.
He settled down behind his children to await whatever stragglers - if any - who would follow him. Perhaps he was bringing up the rear; which was a thought that pleased the usually impatient giant.
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
