Count Me In

*Freyja* · 09-29-2014, 04:05 PM

To hear Katja speak so highly of her after only one encounter was a bracing boost to her pride. Freyja allowed her chin to lift a bit higher, allowed her chest to extend the smallest bit. Damn her, that her words could be so effective. What, was Katja some goddess to be swooning after? Her praise ought to mean nothing to Freyja, but with a nod and a small smile, Katja was no longer some random broad. The dark raven was her leader. "I will serve Yfir well," she swore. "I am at your command, Lady Katja... Unless there is some other title you prefer?" Something shifted, small and nigh imperceptible, but a bit of the woman's vain arrogance fell away, washed out by a desire to do well by her oath. She turned, pleased to see that the young male wished to join as well. He seemed strong, capable. In need of molding perhaps, but he mentioned the name of another fae Freyja had seen at the battle, one bearing a dangerous and practiced aura. He was in very good hands, if that woman was his mentor. Katja would speak highly towards him as well and the golden goddess spared the youngling a small grin, noting that she ought to investigate not only this Laufey but the others as well. It would not do to live amongst a clan you knew nothing about. Freyja swept her gaze over him one last time and thought that he had the makings of a fine young warrior indeed. Her gaze drifted over his shoulder, inwards, wondering what her first task would be. She couldn't imagine immediate compliance from the prisoners, and felt it more than likely she would end up on babysitting duty. So be it, if that was Katja's wish. Another day, another chapter, she thought to herself with a small smile. All steps in the same journey, and now I've been brought to Yfir. A home, if she would have it, and the tawny femme felt that it would suit her well enough for now.

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