on a mission now

Not that she would ever - ever - admit it, but the fact that Tyrfing called her clawing 'tickling' wounded Skadi a bit. It made her want to sharpen her claws on his hide. But, seeing as she'd won and all, it didn't seem very sporting to nitpick. So for now she was going to let that slide even if it did make her feel like biting something. She had just enough time to think about it before getting flung off of Tyrfing's belly. Skadi landed on all fours in the grass beside him. She fixed her brother with a smirk and hid her hurt behind sarcasm. "Whatever you gotta tell yourself, bub." She reached out to try to boop his nose. "Whenever you want a rematch I'd be happy to tickle you into submission again."