She had no fucking clue where in god's name she was going.

After her strange waking up on the beach, Tofa and her trio of rats quickly made way for any direction. Not like she was really expecting to make it home but, her mother would scold her if she didn't at least attempt it first.

In actuality, Tofa couldn't give a rat's ass. Literally, she wouldn't dare part with a single rat's ass. Here they were, surviving alongside her, and where was her mother??

Exactly.

The young girl snorted at the thought before stopping for a moment's rest beneath a pine tree. She relaxes for a while there, occasionally reaching down to grace loving licks upon the head of whatever rat was closest. It boggles it's weird little eyes at her before scurrying away again, likely off to find something to eat.

Maybe some berries..? She calls after it but, there's not a single drop of hope in her eyes that they'll actually come back with berries.

「 Skill Point ― Scout 」

There had been a strange scent on the wind for a while, and it was only now that Tyr had managed to find it again. It smelt of flowers and rodents, confusing the man as he looked across the rise of his land. With so many gone, he was undermanned and needed to seek out the unknowns himself before they became a problem.

What he hadn't expected was the accompaniment of the shewolfs' scent. She was young, sure, but that constant stench of pest followed her whichever way she went. He couldn't imagine anyone finding companionship in rats, but then again, he had Cupid and Sindri with their rats of the sky as companions.

Finally, as he began to make his way through the pines, did the god catch a glimpse of white behind a tree trunk. Her voice broke the silence between the bird song, asking for berries. There was no one else around, so for a moment, he was puzzled before he began his approach.

Initially, he chuffed, keeping himself at a distance in case the youth was crazed. His expression remained firm but neutral as he circled to meet her head on, making sure to be seen and heard so as not to arouse any major surprises.

A little small tuft of white fur came bounding after she spoke. A little white rat that looked Tyr in the face and squealed, immediately running back into the arms of the young girl. This alerted her instantly, who swung her head around to view the source of the upset.

Tofa's eyes widened with fear, looking like two massive blue saucers in her head against the dark background of her face. The rats immediately scurried as close as they could get to her, trying to hide under braid, limb, or lock of fur. It was almost like her fur itself crawled across her skin.

Uh... Her voice is laden with terror, shaky and unsure. She presses her back up against the tree, her eyes transfixed and unblinking on the stranger.

Y- you... sir... are very scary looking... The young girl manages to squeak out between panicked and worried breaths.

「 Skill Point ― n/a」

The rat popped up and Tyr found himself taken aback, leaning into his heels as he looked at it with raised brows. He was never a fan of the critters, and yet here they were. He cringed internally, his eyes lifting to the girl as she began to speak. She was the picture of fear, staring at him with wariness. Definitely a sight as she pinned herself to the tree.

He harrowed out a sigh, shaking his head as he lifted a paw to his head. Scary looking? He hadn't been called that in a while. Not since his battle-hardened days.

Hræðilegt, ha? (Scary, huh?) he asked outwardly, though it was rhetoric. Externally, the god deflated as he loosened his expression.

It happens when someone turns up within the grounds of my home. he added, raising a brow. She was young, but it couldn't be much younger than his own brood.

What're you doing here, girl?

A wash of guilt came over her when he implied her trespassing, only making the small girl shrink even smaller.

I- Her voices catches, nervous and afraid. A small little pink hand reaches up from amidst her fur to pet her on the cheek, it seems to soothe the girl. She finally lets out the gasp she was holding.

We are soooo sorry...! W- uhm- We just washed up on shore, we have no idea where we are- pleasedon'teatus- The girl swallows down hard on her own saliva.

Mother said there were cannibal wolves out there, that's another reason why she wasn't allowed to leave home. The thought of a wolf that was capable of eating another wolf paralyzed her. Was this it? Was he to serve them on a platter, apple in mouth!? Would he feed her to his offspring or keep her flesh to himself!?!? Tofa's mind couldn't help but spiral into every violent scenerio.

「 Skill Point ― n/a 」

So many emotions that Tyr could not process flashed before him. He wasn't about to jump forward and try to quell the girl's fear, but he wasn't awful enough to keep her believing she was in any kind of danger. Tyr tutted instead and looked at her incredulously.

Eat you? he was flabbergasted, I'd sooner eat diseased rabbit. he couldn't restrain the laughter that erupted from Tyr, a grin splitting his maw.

Girl, that is not how we do things here. You didn't know what you were doing, so why would I try you like a criminal? If she'd knowingly trespassed and sought to spy on them, it would be another story. For a moment, he almost wished for that to happen just so he'd have something fun to do rather than these little patrols.

What's your name? You have one, surely. he queried with a raised brow, his grin having fallen moments before leaving only a smile.

The man laughed a hearty, full, laugh that Tofa hadn't heard before. It shocked her at first but, for some reason it felt almost fatherly. Such a laugh was new and exciting. Not much for men around when your mother keeps you locked up all the time, she supposed. The tension in her body appeared to ease a bit, especially as he continued to carry himself in such a carefree and non-threatening way. Tofa released her held breath again.

Tofa..! The girl barks, partially excited to introduce herself to a stranger for the first time. Her heart flutters at the idea.

Tofa Dokkstjarna, specifically.

The girl takes this moment of ease to look down at the three rats clinging to her chest. Just looking at them appears to give them the all-clear, as they immediately go back to whatever business they were doing before. The white one fleeing into the woods for food while the other two work on fixing one of Tofa's smaller braids. They were almost like ladies-in-waiting, fussing over and tending to their princess.