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Víðarr



Víðarr

Loner

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Master Hunter (245)

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age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
263
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
465
player
wicked

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01-16-2022, 01:58 AM

She wasn't wrong-- most of them were rather hot headed and quick to act. Strike first, ask questions later. Something that may have gotten them into trouble, on occasion. It was often that Sanngriðr and Iðunn were the ones bailing Víðarr and Róta out of sticky situations. Sometimes a bit of caution was important, after all. As the shadow righted himself and shook the dirt from his coat, he couldn't help but return his cousin's grin. She'd dealt a clean death to the creature, doing them all proud as always. "You too," his words were breathy. It would take the hulking creature a moment more to catch his breath before moving to the bull's front.

"Ullr smiles today," the words come with a smile of his own. "And it's cool out... sheep next?" After all, what was the harm in going after the sheep they'd scented as well? Víðarr still felt good, having all the energy in the world coursing through his veins. A light mist had begun to kick up in the forest, and he was awfully pleased with it. The dampness and soft breeze would be enough to keep the day from getting too hot. The shadow moved easily in time with Iðunn to set about dragging the carcass back to camp, tail wagging happily with the spoils of their hunt.












VÍÐARR
Ragnarök awaits.