praise be to tor

Ballad yawned as she allowed sleep to roll off of her that very early morning. It was time. The moon was high in the sky and they had hours until the sun’s light would touch the sky. The perfect moment to give praise to Tor and then Fenris as the day dawned. She was blessed with two daughters, so much like herself they would find guidance more in Tor than her counterpart. She hoped that Lament was out there somewhere, able to worship Fenris as she did with the moon goddess.

”Sizzle, Spark.” Ballad spoke softly as she nuzzled her young twins into wakefuless. She tapped out her emotions with a paw, excitement. The girls seemed to pick up their family’s sign language quicker than speech. ”Wake up my loves.” She nuzzled into their soft dark necks. ”It’s time to be blessed by Tor.” This was no unique experience, since their birth she had repeated this ceremony every week. This was the first time they would be walking themselves though.