Wind Off the Waves [Open]

Éldi chuckled to himself as he watched Askr roll down a small little incline, snow clinging to the raven's dark feathers. Normally he'd be nervous to see a friend playing with such abandon near a steep cliffside but Askr was a skilled flyer and could save himself more easily if he fell than Éldi could. The wind picked up and Éldi's ears flicked back. His thick, almost woolen coat helped to stave off the chill but the the cold wind howling in his ears was starting to become a nusiance. To make matters worse there was a storm brewing in the north.  

Askr hopped onto Éldi's back and settled in just behind his shoulder blades.  "Looks like a storm is coming in." The man nodded. "Guess we better make our sight-seeing trip quick." The pair carried on, Éldi stepping deftly over the rocky surface, his nimble paws picking a path to take them to the cliff edge where they could peer down and hopefully not fall to their deaths. A roll of thunder shook through the air and Éldi chuckled.  "I wonder what Thor is getting up to? Bashing in some skulls no doubt." He was not so easily deterred but the thunder was a clear indication that he wouldn't have enough time to get back to where he'd been making camp. He found a few small caves on his travels, one of those would have to do when it was time to take shelter.

They arrived at the cliffs to find them occupied. A dark-pelted man was stretched out upon the stone and Éldi froze as he noticed a pair of horns adorning the man's head. His eyes narrowed.  It couldn't be... did the Skaldi brothers really come all the way to Boreas? He knew of no other horned wolves. The rumors were that the boys were cursed but Éldi never put much stock in that. He'd always believed the idea was nothing more than some old wive's tales. The certainly always seemed to end up in some sort of trouble when they were together, but it usually resulted in a good time. Well, mostly. If he remembered correctly, this particular brother was a bit of an ass. Being one of the the younger males of the group made Éldi a prime target for pestering.

He hesitated for a moment, but then strode forward. They'd come this far. No horned wolf, cursed, grumpy or otherwise, was going to stop him when he was this close. "Heil og sæl, how is the view?" He felt Askr stir on his back, the bird's dark eyes gazing curiously at the horned mammal. "I didn't expect to see you all the way out here, Aesir."