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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.
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?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?
