from the cosmos spun
wight & family
02-07-2022, 06:45 AM
"The walk is a bit long, but not bad," he assured Wight with a smile. Really, Víðarr was fond of long walks. They helped him think. Thinking... being left alone with his own thoughts. Well, he was grateful that he had company for the walk back. The shadow would spend much of that walk close in stride with the woman, doing his best to shield her from the bitterness in the breezes as they came and went. Gods, it really was brutal this far north, despite the summer. That was okay. They would be just fine. The lands thawed as they moved to the south, though Víðarr kept checking in with his new companion. Home. Her smile hadn't reached her eyes, but she was trying. The shadow wouldn't pry into her sadness. Maybe he was polite, maybe he just... didn't know how. Would she even want to share her thoughts? No. It would be rude to ask. Getting deep with a stranger wasn't on his to-do list, today or... well, really any other day. Still, maybe she'd open up to his sisters, if she wanted. Iðunn was a good listener. Sanngriðr, for all of her prickly nature, could be as well. That, and it wasn't like Wight had to talk just... if she wanted to. Víðarr just hopes she's comfortable for as long as she decided to stay. As dusk fell, they crossed into camp. Víðarr called softly for his family. "Here, the fire," his smile was warm, gesturing to the fire that was already crackling in the pit. Around it, there were a few comfortable furs they'd harvested since their arrival. Carefully, he dragged over some of the fresh meat that had been stacked within their small encampment as well. "Eat, please. The others will come," maybe not quite the words that he would have wanted, but they'd do Víðarr well enough. He picks up a sheep's leg for himself and sinks his teeth into it... not the best meal, but gods he was hungry. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |
This character is unstable. Blanket TW for mental health themes applies to all posts.
Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.