Wind Off the Waves [Open]

Eldi took all of his bribes in good humor, and as such Aesir began to settle back into a hum of familiarity. It was easy enough to see that the young pup in his memory was a sight different from the wolf standing before him today, but that only meant he would have to refine his barbs and wait for Eldi to give him good material. For now, it really did look like the younger male had been doing well for himself, wherever his path had taken him.

He even seemed to have a few convictions of his own, which he seemed rather proud to talk about until, "There's new worlds just waiting to be marked," the boy professed. Aesir raised a brow, and Eldi made a face. "By our kind of battle I mean… not…" Aesir barked out a chuckle. "Right." His eyes twinkled with mirth. The horned man reveled in the few luxuriously awkward seconds that stretched between.

Well, he couldn't be a complete asshole, now could he? After all, Eldi wasn't some random jackoff rogue. Aesir felt at least somewhat responsible to ensure the young male was conducting himself honorably now that he had ventured beyond the breadth of their homeland, which was admittedly just a fancy way of saying he wanted to be in his business, because what better did he have to do? But before Aesir could ask any piercing questions, like what Eldi had gotten himself into in the intervening seasons, Eldi asked if it might be time to head away from the storm's front.

Aesir scoffed, pretending to be a bit more offended than was perhaps genuine. "I'm not afraid of a bit of weather, personally," he intoned in a gentle, almost teaching voice. "But if you're asking for an escort?" He stood and gave Eldi a coy look, shaking his pelt out from horned skull to hindquarters. He had intended to wait out the storm and see the front's full fury, but even he could admit that gathering word from home would be a bit more advantageous in the long run. Either way, the day had become far more interesting than he had expected.

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