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Víðarr

The Hallows
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Master Hunter (245)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
56
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
475
player
wicked

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01-05-2022, 11:43 PM

Gleaming, golden dusk spread out before the man. He liked it more than he cared to admit. It wasn't home, not yet, but maybe it could be. Not necessarily the broad, flat wash of marble specifically, but more generally. The north here... it wasn't home yet, but it was nice. Víðarr considered for a long moment just how lovely it would be to have a home again. His shadow stretched longer where he sat. Bathed in golden light, Víðarr was at peace.

He could hear the approach of two sets of paws, and the shadow's eyes flickered to the source. Two of them... ah. She shooed the cat away, but the sight of the creature made him smile softly. "Cats of that size hold high regard among my people," the words were quiet, Víðarr's heavy accent playing among the words as they fell forth. His tail wagged against the granite beneath his body. Comfortable. Company was strange to the shadowed man, but he didn't really mind her presence.

"Sure," he smiled, teeth glinting in the fading daylight. Víðarr was relaxed, entirely so. "Join me." His gaze returned to the sunset, and the beauty of the late afternoon around him. He hadn't taken time to study the yearling, not yet. No, the sunset was really what had drawn him in tonight, and the shadow found himself enjoying it. He'd allow himself to take simple pleasure in things for this afternoon.












VÍÐARR
Ragnarök awaits.