Baldur held himself in an unusual state of calm calculation. The wind ruffled the snowy fur of the chiseled youth. Muscles were tense, limbs coiled in the anticipation of a quick snack. It was also an exercise in patient and balance, both areas Baldur needed work in and agility was also useful in sparring. Though perhaps more than anything the exercise was mental. His nightmares were back.
A soft frown marked his maw as his eyes narrowed at the thought. He and Sk?ll had plans to return to their old pack and the thoughts of it made his stomach church with fear and anxiety. Yet staying here had a similar affect on him as well. The longer the waited the more Hodr was suffering he was just sure of it! Yet he'd promised to be patient and wait for Sk?ll to finish scouting ahead while Baldur worked up the guts to tell Thor what he was planning.
A flash of fur and muscles slipped supple like a well oiled machine. Precision and tenacity drove Baldur headlong after the rabbit that was actively trying to avoid him. Tail lashing in a windmill he sought to match the creatures crazed movements as he raced across the plains. So focused on his quarry he didn't realize he'd run right into the presence of Thor and Emer. Fangs lashed out seizing the tail of the rabbit but catching only fluff.
Baldur sneezed sharply the sudden backward motion of his head contradicting that of his body as he suddenly tripped. Body flinging forward in a somersault, Baldur skidded to a stop on his back. "Ow?." He lay there for a moment, twitching before climbing to his paws and shaking the dust out of his coat. Licking the side of his mouth where he'd scrapped off some skin he turned to gaze at Thor? and a female that kind of looked like him. Baldur's head titled to the side. "What's up, guys?"
