Gods & Swans
02-01-2014, 10:21 AM
He'd startled her and Baldur grinned sheepishly. He never knew quite how to alert himself to to the presence of others. While his brother Thor thought he was certainly loud enough, it was really only when he spoke. Baldur's pawsteps had always been fairly soft, almost cautious, even when he was barreling into his sister Weth or pouncing on his half-brother Tyr. Baldur slipped into the water as well, making for the same island she was. "I used to chase them when I was little but you're right. A lot of effort for naught but fluff and feather." She emerged from the water and shook herself and Baldur felt a twinge of heat rise to his cheeks but he quickly composed himself. He again found it ironic that he hadn't really seen another wolf either apart from family? and enemies. Baldur followed suit shaking his athletic, muscled frame to rid his snow white coat of water. He fluffed out almost immediately, his long fur fluffing up about him in a way that suggested dust bunny more than stud. "Ack? come on coat" he reached up a paw trying to smooth down the fur on top of his head which was far too occupied imitating uncut grass. The fae introduced herself as Odette Adravendi. He half-considered making up a name for himself but decided against. So what if his siblings gave him stupid nicknames all the time. His name sake was brave and noble, and these were good qualities surely. "You've a lovely name, Odette. I'm Baldur Hr??vitnir." He laughed. "A bit of a mouthful, I know!" He flopped down on the grass and rolled for a moment to calm his coat before standing and shaking it out lightly again before shrugging at her question. "I'm just traveling about, taking in the whole of Alacritis." Trying to find my place in the world, he mused. "What of you Odette? What brings a vision such as yourself across fire and sand to this oasis?" |