New Space & Time
03-21-2014, 07:38 PM
Nose to the ground, Thor followed a trail of injury that belonged to none other than his brother. However he was hurt, the wound was new enough that Thor's nose could detect the smell of serum off its surface, meaning it was recent enough not to be completely scabbed over. There was a medicinal smell as well, which Thor guessed to be the work of whoever was accompanying Baldur. To him, knowing this was a relief. At least with someone looking after him, even if his injury was bad, Baldur's odds were better. In any case, he was probably getting better treatment than he'd ever gotten before. Wounds in the old pack were treated with the age old wisdom of "rub some dirt in it" and many a serious injury was neglected or worsened in this manner. Momentarily thrown off his pursuit by a familiar smell, Thor stopped to test the wind. His nose twitched, the gears in his head working over time. Valhalla, right? Erani's place. Had to be, her scent was all over it. The brute renewed the chase with zeal, flying over the plains in his eagerness to make sure his brother was okay. When at last his unmistakable shape came into view, Thor howled to announce his presence and broke out into an all out run. He slid to a halt before them, panting and wind ruffled. "Baldur! I've been chasing you all over creation." In other words, you idiot, I've been worrying about you and am now going to blame you for it even though you were clueless. Speech |
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