「 Skill Point ― Orator 」

He smiled at her retort. Such passion about one's heritage was admirable, and he wholly agreed. It is good to hold onto your birthright, do not let them take it from you. he offered in response, his attention momentarily caught by a glimpse of the black sandy beaches of the island up ahead. Like a flicker of his imagination, the snow created a wall in front of them, but he knew what he saw.

Usually I would wait to offer, but you are welcome to remain with us for as long as you would like. We'll get some meat on those bones before I drag you up the mountains first however. the invitation was extended, and he was more than happy to have Steren wandering the isle. She was honest, her emotions obvious to the male despite the critical condition of her body.

I'll take you to our Heila, Lilja, she'd get you back to good health.

「 Skill Point ― n/a 」

It was a promising offer and one he didn't hesitate to accept.

Sounds like a plan, he hummed, finally seeing the beach in it's glory before him. They were so close he could almost feel the grains beneath his paws already. It wouldn't take long from here to get her to Lilja's den in the south and warmed by the hides she kept clean. He worried that the exposure to the cold had already taken affect but only Lilja would be able to tell.

You will find many of us on this island have similar awakenings to this world, don't hesitate to reach out to anyone if you feel lost. Lilja didn't have it the easier from what I can tell, but she does not often speak of her life in the past. She's quite a sweet woman, and probably near your age. Perhaps you may teach her and the children your mother tongue too,

He would keep her talking for now, at least until they got to Lilja's den. A person who was speaking, was one who had yet to succumb to the elements after all.

「 Skill Point ― n/a 」

She wasn't as talkative as she'd been prior, but she did seem intent on listening to his as they travelled through the storm. He was okay with it, as long as she made noise throughout. He couldn't have her passing out on him right now. Not when they were so close to their goal.

Yes, he breathed, one of the weirder things about being a wolf was that he somehow managed to have children in this life.

There are 8 of them, used to be more before the gods decided to withdraw them with their mother, Trygve was one of the reason's he'd ventured to the mainland after all. The child was missing, but there were signs that the gods weren't the ones to tamper. Gone with the water it seemed, but like water, it left no trace of the child. The man swallowed the lump that formed in his throat.

They're rambunctious, and I doubt they are all mine but they're good kids. Strong willed, but good. They'd be hard to miss once you come across them, the majority that remained appeared much too much like their father, while the two that he suspected were not his own still favoured their more sane father. If you ignored the pied markings.

「 Skill Point ― n/a 」

A chuckled rolled from his chest, her reaction not all that unexpected. Tyr thought she might have fainted if she'd heard the true number of children. Before the loss.

They're all vastly different personalities and that can prove difficult, yes. he offered, focusing on moving to the south of the island towards lilja's den. She'd know what to do far better than himself.

The questions of his children brought warmth to the man's body, and while there was a steady ache, he tried to remain present.

I love my children equally, be them blood or not. the reason behind the admittance was sorrowful, a man plagued with infertility and wishing for a family of his own. It was hard to come across a child as a god after all, many of them had to be created. Tyr was not lucky enough for such a thing to have been wished into existence though.

The others do well with them, their elder siblings help as much as they can too. While everyone has a different background, I'm proud of them all for unifying as they do. he smiled, while it looked a smidge sad, it held pride. It was a mixed barrel of emotion given the amount of loss they'd experienced.