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Víðarr

The Hallows
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Master Fighter (245)

Master Hunter (245)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
474
player
wicked

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02-16-2022, 01:11 PM

The cool water was a shock to his system, especially with the heat that had been plaguing them lately. Gods, how he wished for winter. For snow. He'd have a glorious time throwing himself into the snow drifts, living his absolute best life in the freezing cold. No, for now, he'd have to put up with the dog days themselves. Even in the north, it seemed like the heat was inescapable. Ah well, he'd adjust. They'd learn to adjust. Life was a series of change, after all... Víðarr supposed.

Now dripping wet, the shadow pulled himself from the waters of the Sound. He was far more comfortable, less likely to overheat in the afternoon sunshine. How anyone got anything done at this time of day was absolutely beyond him. Víðarr was aware of a scent close by, one that was at least a bit more familiar now... the cat, the one that had helped him take down the bear not so long ago. She seemed to be setting to work in much the same way his sister did. The shadow made his way to a broad, flat rock nearby and settled down to dry out in the sunshine. Though he didn't want to interrupt, some tasks could be better suited to two than one. "Do you want help keeping it stretched tight?" The common tongue still tasted funny, but Víðarr was doing his best.












VÍÐARR
Ragnarök awaits.

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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.