Never Look Back

*Thor* · 02-07-2014, 08:30 PM

Oh, shit! The ice began to move under his paws. Cracks formed and his weight caused sections to sag threateningly. If he jumped he'd fall through. If he stayed still the ice was bound to give and pitch him in.

Slowly Thor redistributed his weight, for once making his injured limb bear its fair share of the load. He ignored the slight ripping sensation that cut across the mark on his shoulder, the already weepy scab finally giving in and breaking completely. It would heal; he had something more pressing to deal with.

"Damn it, Baldur!" he hissed, fuming at the mess his brother had created for him. More than anything else, Thor was alarmed at his predicament. He did not like being suspended above water to begin with. When you weighed as much as he did you had to be selective about the things you placed your poundage on. There's a reason fat squirrels rarely venture out onto thin limbs.

The brute was still just long enough for the ice to groan and then he quickly danced, skipped and hopped his way to within jumping distance before flinging himself onto solid ground. Once safe, Thor laid still, his limbs splayed out around him.

He blinked, still largely unmoving, and silently assessed his physical well being. Nothing felt too terribly wrong. He was undrowned and fairly dry. There didn't appear to be anything broken and he was on dry land. Yes, he decided, he was okay and after he'd he had a moment to recover, the brute busted out laughing, this time his mirth overpowering the urge to say 'ow'.

He sighed, finally sobering. Thor turned amused eyes on his brother. Well, now they were on the other side. Time to check things off their to-do list. "How about you fix us up a place to sleep while I look for that boneset stuff?" Who knew, maybe he'd even find a kill they could pilfer.

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