If I Am Right I Bet It’s Heaven, If I Am Wrong You Can Bet It’s Hell

Tyrfing · 10-12-2021, 05:32 PM

Though he noticed the approach of his most silent sibling, Tyrfing remained at his goal of embodying the very spookiest ghost of all. Once his snowball had been thrown he'd retreated quickly back behind the trunk, but some part of him must have shown as Dagrun very clearly was not frightened, calling him out. He poked his head back around the trunk to give to his sister a glare, jaws parting to of course accept the offered dare, when suddenly something cold was on his back, around his head and on his face. The yearling yelped, leaping up and smacking his head upon a low hanging branch which only freaked him out more.

He bolted through the snow half-blind towards where Ysmir stood watching the fireflies. "IT'S GOT ME." To his brother in panic, Dagrun be damned. She'd not even warned him that a specter was upon him, and she probably wouldn't try to save him after he'd thrown her way a snowball. The yearling tripped mid-run, careening into the snow with Skadi upon his back, rolling through it and eventually coming to a stop staring up at the star-streaked sky. His head fell to the side into the snow, catching sight of his familiar sibling who had thoroughly pranked him. "Skadi, what the fuck?" Fin accused. "Not cool."

He got to his paws and brushed off bits of snow from his purple pelt, giving a soft huff. "Well, I dare everyone else to take a bite at the same time." The yearling returned, more then slightly embarrassed. He should have known it wasn't a ghost - but the night was just so fucking spooky that it must have eroded his confidence subconsciously. At least this way if they all took a bite of the glowing fungus and died, they'd all die. Or if they were blessed with magical god powers, they'd all be blessed.

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