His grandchildren were yearlings now, and his first litter would follow them soon enough. What a wild thought that was, the fact he'd done that backwards nonwithstanding. Right, something about his grandchildren being months older than his first litter, but whatever. It was about who'd been around through their upbringing, though Víðarr would have liked to be more involved with some. He'd spent a lot of his time wrangling Delphi, something he didn't regret, but he wants the same closeness with all of them. Maybe that's the sentimental beast in him. The shadow king surprised even himself.
As things grew warmer, some of their more staple visitors were near once more. Cyanide, Unagi, and Tama had returned with the sun to the mountain, and he was more than happy with that. Celeste was still missing, and he was still in knots over it. He'd travel south soon, now that things had cooled there. Putting word out with the help of his companions would only go so far, going in person would be better. Right, the preparations would take time, and today... today he'd at least spend time with Unagi.
Calling for the child, he knew just what the lesson would be. Hovering around the border between the Steppe and the neighboring packs, he waited for the child. A strategy lesson would do the little brawler well.
"Víðarr"
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.
Cooperative
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