Pack your fists full of hate
04-05-2019, 08:44 PM
He didn't spend long traversing through the jungle before he found her, peering at him from behind the cover of thick shrubbery. "It's me, in the flesh," Halvar replied smoothly, a slow smile spreading over his lips. "Didn't think you could lose me that easily, could you?" His mood was remarkably light currently, and he almost threw a quip at her about not being the only cursed one around here, but he decided against it before the words fell from his lips. The curse that had befallen he and his brothers wasn't exactly the most uplifting conversation starter, Halvar knew that much, regardless of what Valkyrie thought of it.
Her comment earned a quirked brow, though he quickly shook his head, horns briefly dipping to the ground. He wasn't really one for compliments and he quickly brushed off the comment as Valkyrie being her usual self. Adorable? Really? Halvar huffed as he refocused his attention on her. "As if I've been looking for you this whole time," he teased lightly back at her. Her company was weirdly comforting, especially after being away from home for so long. "Though I'm glad to have finally found you. I hear you've been gathering a group," Halvar added, almost conversationally, head tilting in interest as he gazed at her.