truth is only hearsay
barghest
01-02-2022, 02:54 PM
Sanngriðr had long believed that the gods had abandoned her, leaving her cynical and disconnected. Since they'd ripped her mother away. She'd turned her back on them, though keeping that specific information concealed from her siblings... especially her brother. His reverence for their pantheon was something that Sanngriðr didn't want to take away. Hell, she'd cared for him more than she'd cared for anything. It was one of the reasons she'd taken them away from home as she did. Still, habit had the valkyrie wondering if the gods had sent her this man, had put him in her path for a reason. That seemed... reasonable. Maybe. He's close. Sanngriðr doesn't trouble herself, doesn't worry herself with his proximity. If this was a trap, then she'd be able to fight her way free. Still... something told her it wasn't. She could be wrong, but it didn't matter. From his new proximity, the valkyrie could tell that he was far more detailed, far more wonderful, than she could have imagined at the previous distance. What was this gravity? What was hanging in the air between them? No. She must have been tired, feeling something that couldn't possibly be here. Barghest had only just arrived. His arrival was near to theirs, another... no. Sanngriðr found herself not wanting to believe in signs from gods that she didn't believe in anymore. Still, her brother trusted them. Maybe this once she could too. "Us too," the words were soft, filling the intimate distance between them. Barghest offered her the first pick of meat from the seal. He'd peeled it expertly... was he familiar with the blubbery prey? They weren't the easiest to prepare, and it didn't escape the valkyrie's notice. He'd offered her space to eat first, and she wouldn't look the kind gesture in the mouth. Still, after the first bite, she lifted her muzzle. "Join me," her tone didn't invite argument, soft as her words were. There was a soft smile playing in her eyes, returning to the meal only once Sanngriðr was sure that he'd join her. Plans of some kind, true. "Vague plans," her words were quiet between bites. "My brother and I spoke the other evening, we like it here." Right, that was good enough. It had been a year since they'd rested, a year since they'd found somewhere to set their roots down. Sanngriðr wouldn't be the one to sit as head of house, and she'd happily hand that responsibility off to Víðarr. He was far better suited for it. After taking a delicate portion of the seal between them, the valkyrie sat back to clean her paws and her face. She wouldn't stand for mess, when it came for things she could control. SANNGRIÐR Kom och hata mig. |
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