New Space & Time
03-29-2014, 09:13 AM
Returning his brother's greeting, Thor headbutted the front of his shoulder roughly; forgetting for a moment that his brother was wounded. The gesture was reminiscent of a game they used to play when they were small. Two wolves would rest their heads against each other's shoulder and push; the winner would successful back his opponent up until he admitted defeat. Somewhere along the line, Thor had twisted the the beginning stance into a greeting; he'd done it since he was small and now thought nothing of it when it came to his siblings. Erani, that nice healer lady, spoke to him and Thor couldn't resist grinning, the action giving his features an oddly childlike quality. The brute was large and intimidating, and he could act every inch the heathen he'd been trained to be, but if you peeled by the rough exterior that had been forced upon him, you'd find a good heart. Some part of him, whether he realized it or not, had been frozen at a young age, perhaps in an attempt to rescue his young self from abuse. Now, as an adult, that childlike part of him still remained, occasionally making an appearance but largely held inside for his own safety. Guilelessness was a dangerous quality that marked the weak, or so he'd been told. "It's good to see you too, Erani." the brute rumbled, still grinning. He liked her quite a bit; the exact reasoning behind it was a mystery, but he liked her. Perhaps it was her gentle yet authoritative nature that commanded his attention and introduced him to a novel idea: you didn't have to bully to be in charge. Baldur began to speak and Thor stared at him, an incredulous expression on his face. First off, Erani was the alpha? That shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did, but he was taken aback. An alpha who was a healer? Whoever had heard of such a thing! This Valhalla place was unreal. Secondly, Baldur wanted to join it--a thought that made Thor's face become unreadable while he thought it over. Inside he was torn and perhaps a bit devastated. Some part of him viewed Baldur's decision as a betrayal. Hadn't they left the old pack together? The action had been so final that Thor hadn't considered joining another pack an option. He'd assumed, no matter how far either of them roamed, that it would be just the two of them against the world from then on. Oblivious to the rest of the exchange, Thor fell uncharacteristically quiet as he thought. Finally, he took a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh. If Baldur wanted to be here then he wanted to be here too. This time he was serious when he spoke, the impish expression long gone, leaving behind a countenance that suggested such a grin was impossible for this particular face. "Erani, if you will have me, I'd like to join too." Speech |
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