5/3/2025, 4:19 AM
Skill : 「 - 」
Freya felt her heart flutter as the man’s voice began to register as something meaningful. True, she hadn’t known him to sound like an adult prior to this moment; they were still young when they seperated, but her mind had already bound his new voice to the core memories of their childhood. The deep, albeit gentle rumble of the Nóttin’s tone was now entangled with visions of a youthful boy exploring the Jawbone with the other ísblóð pups. It was calming and welcoming, it was relieving and warming. It sounded like home.
It took a few seconds for her to realize she’d yet to answer him. When did she get here, what happened to her, was she in the tournament? The reassurance she felt began to dim and dull back into dread. Was it truly safe to talk to him? How much could she get away with saying?
Freya’s ear twitched as she glanced to the corner of her peripherals, as if making sure no one was listening too closely.
Freya felt her heart flutter as the man’s voice began to register as something meaningful. True, she hadn’t known him to sound like an adult prior to this moment; they were still young when they seperated, but her mind had already bound his new voice to the core memories of their childhood. The deep, albeit gentle rumble of the Nóttin’s tone was now entangled with visions of a youthful boy exploring the Jawbone with the other ísblóð pups. It was calming and welcoming, it was relieving and warming. It sounded like home.
Nóttin,Freya said again, this time her tail timidly wagging as green eyes softened and her defenses lowered. The boy she had once known was here, of all places. Did that mean the others…? His siblings? Her siblings? Or was it just the two of them? Truthfully, even that was more than enough to soothe her woes. Nóttin was more than she could have ever hoped for.
It took a few seconds for her to realize she’d yet to answer him. When did she get here, what happened to her, was she in the tournament? The reassurance she felt began to dim and dull back into dread. Was it truly safe to talk to him? How much could she get away with saying?
I came with my pack, and with my children, to celebrate the late king,yes, that’s what she was doing here. She’d come with the Saints, and her children.
Freya’s ear twitched as she glanced to the corner of her peripherals, as if making sure no one was listening too closely.
I— yes, sort of. Just a little mock spar, of sorts…ears splayed as the woman’s eyes fell to her feet.
