ignited by bloodshed

With the onset of fall, Viðarr was able to venture farther and farther south without running the risk of overheating. Such was the issue, being built for the harshest northern winters. Still, today was rather warm, and the heat would eventually take a toll. Best to stop and rest during the hottest parts of the day. At his back, the sun hung high in the sky. Yes, a rest would probably do him well.

His dogs by his side, the shadow found a shady spot beneath one of the tall trees to settle down. Maybe a nap? Maybe a nap would be good. A deep sigh in his chest, Viðarr settled in. With his icy gaze, he scanned the world around him. Danger. On alert, looking for anything that could bring him harm. The nice thing about the dogs, they could sleep in shifts and eventually all get a decent night of rest. Somewhere high in one of the trees, he could see his little owl friend as well, scanning the area.

Satisfied with the relative safety of the world around him, the shadow settled in for an afternoon nap.

"Viðarr"