[The Æsir had to be minded. To some extent--under some direction--the Vanir and the Jotun had to be minded. Nothing else really bore being terribly concerned about.
The child of the Middle Abode certainly bears no consideration. Her companion, however, is absolutely fascinating.
Freki had known his brother forever, of course. He had known, in fits and starts, Sköll and Hati. From a distance, he could recognize the hateful scent of the Hróðvitnir.
This is none of those things.
The friendly bark stills Freki for a moment, tail swishing more intently for a heartbeat before stilling entirely. This one sounds a good deal more like the small, scruffy things which followed war bands on Midgard. That requires a moment of continuing to sniff delicately at in consideration.
Another slow wag of the tail, and Freki lifts his head properly, apparently satisfied with the distant examination. His attention flits to the bipedal intruder, who frankly looks as if she has no claws at all and barely enough teeth to rend already dead meat.
That, surely, is the question behind the unimpressed sneeze Freki directs at the other canine. What's that thing for, buddy. Why bring it here.]
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Date: 2018-01-26 04:12 pm (UTC)The child of the Middle Abode certainly bears no consideration. Her companion, however, is absolutely fascinating.
Freki had known his brother forever, of course. He had known, in fits and starts, Sköll and Hati. From a distance, he could recognize the hateful scent of the Hróðvitnir.
This is none of those things.
The friendly bark stills Freki for a moment, tail swishing more intently for a heartbeat before stilling entirely. This one sounds a good deal more like the small, scruffy things which followed war bands on Midgard. That requires a moment of continuing to sniff delicately at in consideration.
Another slow wag of the tail, and Freki lifts his head properly, apparently satisfied with the distant examination. His attention flits to the bipedal intruder, who frankly looks as if she has no claws at all and barely enough teeth to rend already dead meat.
That, surely, is the question behind the unimpressed sneeze Freki directs at the other canine. What's that thing for, buddy. Why bring it here.]