The tiny girl had escaped her parent's clutches for the afternoon. Now that they were allowed outside of the den, Delphi took every chance she could to be unsupervised. With how much there was to explore and discover, she would waste no time figuring it all out! By now, it was early morning, too early for Dad to be awake at least, and she was finding herself near a creek around a bunch of rocks. Thankfully the rocks would be a good hiding place for herself. Why you may ask? Because her unofficial grandpa was also near the creek! Delphi had spotted his large form from afar and decided to sneak up on the man as best as she could. A smirk revealed her growing fangs as she clambered up onto a boulder way larger than herself. Hopefully, before he could notice her, Delphi dived off of the top of it with a high-pitched squeal. "Gotcha now!" She shouted as she splayed out all of her limbs and aimed to land on his back.

Pups are sturdy creatures, squishy and bouncy. While Viðarr was more than happy to supervise, his brand of supervision is maybe less vigilant than most. Children needed a chance to skin their knees. They needed to get a bit banged up, that's how they learned their limits. It was how he and his siblings had been raised, and clearly they'd turned out just fine-- or, well, fine enough. Questionably functional members of society and all that... ahem.

All of this to say, Viðarr is happy to seat himself as the fun babysitter.

As Delphi makes a show of sneaking up on him, the shadow is content to ignore her. He has stopped for a morning drink and a wash of his face in the cool, clear river that snakes through their current stomping grounds. His muzzle against the cold water, taking a long drink. It's then that she shouts, pouncing upon him. Viðarr shifts his weight to remain steady as the pup crash lands into his back, making a show of folding slowly and in the most exaggerated way possible to the ground. "Oh noooo," he can barely chase the chuckle from his voice. "I am slain, taken by the most fearsome skjaldmær to ever live!" His grin warm as the morning sun itself as he flattened dramatically against the sandy bank.

"Viðarr"

Delphi crashes onto his back with a fit of giggles. His crooning cry of defeat as he lay himself upon the sandy bank only asks for more laughter from the tiny girl. She waits until he is all the way laid down before she begins to move about. "That's right! I am the most fearsome!" She cries out as she stands up on Vidarr's side. "Did ya see my teef growing in?!" She asks excitedly as she crawls her way up onto his scruff before laying down and peeling her lips back. Indeed, her canines were growing longer than her siblings just like her Da's! "If you're not careful, I might have to chomp you!" Delphi teases as her tail wags excitedly behind her. She giggles again before snuggling deeper into Vidarr's scruff fur. "How're you gramps? Having a good day?" The little girl asks as she turns bi-colored gaze from his fur to his face.

Viðarr echoed the small girl's giggles with his own brassy chuckle. He couldn't help but be silly with her, it was infectious. The most fearsome, she decreed. Viðarr was in agreement, of course. She made a point to show off her fangs growing in, and it was true-- most excellent fangs indeed. "A gift from the gods for a most special girl." He spoke sagely, nodding softly as he inspected them with great care. Oohing and aahing over the teef where they grew in. They were good teef indeed.

The shadow chuckled at the threat of chomping, ruffling the fur behind the child's ears. Some day she would need to learn how to use them, that was true. "I am having the best day, lillan. I get to spend it with you." The words are gentle, fond. "What about you? What would you like to do today?" Two questions for the girl. He knows that his remaining time with the band is short, and is determined to make the best of it. Whatever days he would remain, he'd live them to their fullest.

"Viðarr"

The girl is unaware that soon her adopted grandfather would be taking his departure. She also does not know that he won’t be gone forever, but when the news gets to her, she will be devastated. Delphi enjoys her time with the Viking. The way he inspects her teef, carefully playing with her, and giving her his undivided attention, she revels in it. She respects him, adores him, loves him as if she were his real grand pup. How could she not want him to stay? As she stares at him with that adoration in her gaze, she smiles even bigger. Of course his day would be great when its spent with her! She was the BEST! Another giggle leaves her lips as she once more buries her chin into his soft fur. “I think first, we take a nap right here!” There is a sleepy hum to her breath as she closes her eyes. “You are very comfy gramps,” Delphi murmurs as her tail wags happily. “But then! Afterward! We should go explore the valley some more!” Her voice is an excited squeal as her head pops up, bleary eyes blinking away the sleep as she stares at him for a few seconds before putting her head back down.