Svanerna had birthed a single pup from a single man way back in the day. About a year from then. She had popped the sucker out and it was a beautiful creature. Cream fur with black and white markings. Eyes of crimson. Yet, her god forsaken heathen of a father had taken her back. Snatched her from her paws like the fool her was. If she ever laid eyes upon him again she would destroy him. The girl missed that pup, she had deemed it to be dead. How could a man nurse a pup on his own. Especially one that was dumber then a pile of sticks. The woman did not think of it much, for obviously the Gods had deemed her unworthy of mothering such a divine pup. It haunted her but she had forgotten such feelings. Yet, when she was slithering through her lands the thought of her forsaken babe came forth. As if a sign from the higher beings above. Shwoing her a sign. The girl yearned for the pup, feeling abandoned. Her love, Jae, had left her. Kappy left her even though he was back. Then Schon, she had been swept away and not another word had been spoken of her. Yet, in those moments, within the moor, she had flashbacks of the little pup. Oh how the Gods loved to fiddle with her children. "Speech" Lineart courtesy of Henu on dA - Character belongs to the lovely Canttina

I have seen all, I have heard all



I have forgotten all.

Her mission was to find her mother. The lanky girl had escaped the greedy paws of her heathen father to search for her Viking mother. She had been looking for her for a month or two. The yearling had just reach the phase of yearling. Her form was making itself known. Her bodice was long and lanky with short fur. Her bones were evident and her entire body light. Yet, she was very tall at 36 inches. In a normal world she would tower over others. Yet, most were larger then her. In a fatty sort of way. The girl was very light and barely any fat existed in places it shouldn't. She thought wide Wolves were horribly disgusting, as she thought everyone should. Without her zealot of a mother, her ways had been mangled. Cannibalism. Murder. Blood. Vainess. Arrogance. All of the above had flooded the mind of the once innocent child. The girl was now a horror, a feat to be reckoned with in her own mind. She had attacked her own father to leave his shackles. Now, she was in the lands of her mother and she didnt even know it. Schon prowled through the moor with a scowl upon her face, but when she caught wind of her mums scent the yearling went wide eyed. Her tail flicked up and her bony paws picked up pace. The girl slithered faster and faster until her demonic eyes fell upon the creature she called her mother. Svanerna Finnvi. Schon stopped for a moment before they made eye contact. The lanky girl flew forth and embraced her mother with ease. Her mother gasped and did the same. They were connected in an instant, making a connected neither of them had ever felt before. "Meine Mutter! Ich habe dich so vermisst! Ich habe f?r Sie gesucht. Ich habe dich jetzt. Ich liebe dich! sie G?tter haben uns an diesem Tag gesegnet! Mutter!" The usually serious girl was weak in those instant. It was her mother for crying out loud!

Warning: Schon is prone to swearing, violence, and gore. This character is a cannibal. Thread at your own will.

It felt off for her. To suddenly think of her long lost daughter. Was it the fact that her scent had flowed into her slightly moist nose? Was it delusions or just plain insanity. But when pad falls entered her ebony audits, the girl whipped her head around. The Viking Queen let her jaw drop as metallic eyes fall upon her beautiful daughter who seemed horribly skinny. Svanerna bounded forward as Schon did, their chests touching in a warm embrace. Schon was taller but much skinnier. Svanerna nuzzled her skinny neck in delight. Listening to the germanic words of her offspring. "meine mutter! ich habe dich so vermisst! ich habe f?r sie gesucht. ich habe dich jetzt. ich liebe dich! sie g?tter haben uns an diesem tag gesegnet! mutter!" Svan sighed softly and leaned into the embrace with huff. She had missed her daughter so much. "Sie haben wieder zu mir kommen, meine Tochter. Sie haben mir eine solche Bestimmung gezeigt, kann Freyja betrachten Sie f?r diese. Sie sind mein Liebling Tochter. Meine Liebe. Viel mehr als die beiden S?hne von mir sie mich verlassen haben. Danke f?r das Kommen, ich danke Ihnen so sehr, mein Schatz." The lady sighed softly, her usually deeper voice softer in those moments before she backed away to get a good look at her divine daughter. In those moments she knew the girl before her would be the heir to her iron throne. "Speech" Lineart courtesy of Henu on dA - Character belongs to the lovely Canttina