Following on the heels of the cream-colored girl, Laufey reached the meeting place. He took in the way they all stood apart. These were siblings, right? So why weren't they standing together? There was strength in numbers, strength in family. Shouldn't they be banding together in this difficult time? Supporting one another? Perhaps there was something he was missing.
Unlike the solemn-faced Olympians, Laufey went straight to Daegmar and stopped once he was within comfortable speaking distance. He greeted her with a dip of his head and a simple, "Daegmar." From there he turned to glance at the others before once more flipping his gaze to Daegmar. His browspots lifted as he fixed her with an incredulous expression. She had her work cut out for her.
He understood their low moods. While nowhere like what they were experiencing, Laufey was no stranger to being taken against his will. When he was still very small, his mother had left him in Valhalla as a ward. He had just enough time to settle there and become comfortable when his other mother decided to take him from the loving arms of his surrogate family. It had been rough and he had been very upset. Life had gone on, though, and he had adjusted.
He shifted his weight from paw to paw, eager to start the chase. Let the hunting begin!
"Speech"
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
