FORGED BY THE WRATH OF GODS

It was cold here, windy too. Maki liked the change of scenery, the potential that came with it. Change was a good thing, she thought, it didn't make her feel nervous or as though the foundations beneath her paws were shifting. As long as she was with family all was well, and if anything she was proud of her grampee. This was what he'd wanted all along, to return to the old ways, to shift the story to fit his design, have the ending he'd wanted all along. It was all very exciting, what wasn't there to be happy about?

"You know loots of people." Maki noted, tilting her head slightly. And they came in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. A whole cast of vikings!