Everything means everything
Cooperative
01-13-2022, 07:29 AM
The laugh that broke through the girl brought a smile to Víðarr's usually stoic features. It reached clear to his eyes, catching and hanging there. He was able to relax, genuinely. "I am," they're both northern, though not kin, it's the closest that the shadow will likely get outside his own bloodline. It's the closest, and he's okay with that. They were meant to be on the run, in hiding, and yet... and yet he relaxes, around the tall girl who stands before him. It's that laugh, which acts as a balm to his frayed nerves and ragged thoughts. Comfort. Kiela Jarvela, her name comes, and he'll commit it to memory with more care than all the others. Jarvela, a name that he hadn't heard before, but it sounds... hell, it sounds close enough to be like home. "Víðarr Trygg." He echoes the introduction, appreciating how to the point she is. It seemed that there were too many wolves here who spoke only to hear themselves. No, she's direct. She understands. The shadow's tail wagged. "We came at the start of summer, my sisters and I," sisters was an easier way to lump them together, he figured. Iðunn was close enough at this point, she may as well be. "Did you come with family?" For the first time since arriving, Víðarr felt at ease talking with someone outside of his own flesh and blood. He didn't want to overwhelm her, but Víðarr wanted to keep her interest, her attention, her company. Any of it. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |