A Nice Soak

Álarr grinned contentedly as the breeze picked up just a little and the yearling, Kaija, commented him on his name. "Thank you, that is kind of you to say. I like yours as well. Very similar to one of my nieces. Her name is Katja." He had to pause for a moment. It was niece wasn't it? He could hardly keep up with his family any more. It didn't help that he was born so late in Valentine's life so his age was weirdly juxtaposed with that of Valentine's other children.

Kaija explained that she was originally from Valhalla and he chuckled. "Ahhh… yes, Valhalla. I know where that's at. I believe my cousin," Was Jupiter his cousin? "Once got in a bit of a spat with the alphess there. Are you just out exploring then or looking for a place to eventually settle?"