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“ Unfettered will fare the Fenris Wolf and ravaged the realm of men, ere that cometh a kingly prince as good, to stand in his stead. “ – Heimskringla

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I'm 100% okay with your muse having a history with mine. You want their families to be rivals? I'm down. They dated the same person? Cool. They have the same classes together? Neat. Our first interaction doesn't need to be our muses first interaction. I like having already developed relationships, adds a little something. Plus, gives the opportunity for a "how did they meet" thread later on.

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“ Unfettered will fare the Fenris Wolf and ravaged the realm of men, ere that cometh a kingly prince as good, to stand in his stead. “ – Heimskringla

Independent Fenrir ;

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“ Unfettered will fare the Fenris Wolf and ravaged the realm of men, ere that cometh a kingly prince as good, to stand in his stead. “ – Heimskringla

Independent Fenrir ;

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“ Unfettered will fare the Fenris Wolf and ravaged the realm of men, ere that cometh a kingly prince as good, to stand in his stead. “ – Heimskringla

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Peter watched the large wolf and looked around the place “.. So would it be ok if I hung around here then for a while?” He asked him setting his backpack down on the ground.

“Of course. There is not much in the way of comfort, but you are free to share in this space with me as long as you have need.” The cave was predominantly ice and rock and the giant wolf himself, but he supposed there was room aplenty for such a small being. Fenrir relished the thought of a spot of company for a change anyway.

“.. So we’re like related then?.. Cool.. Um well I never stay in one place to long but I guess for now I’m from a small town called hemlock grove…” He said setting his backpack down.

“.. It’s seems kinda lonely up here..”

“In a sense, yes. Though I suppose it is a more abstract relation than the mortal notion of kinship.”

Fenrir crossed his paws, settling himself more comfortably. He felt a twinge of melancholy at the remark.

“More so than words can express.” He admitted.

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Peter was curious about the name, and the fact that there were others like him, he had been alone for so long, it was exciting to know others existed.

“.. There are others like me?..” He asked and moved closer to the large wolf no longer feeling scared.

“I have known others, yes. Though they were each a different people and viewed their places in the universe with equal variation, all were blood of the wolf and therefore kin.” Fenrir regarded his smaller cousin. “From where do you hail, Peter?”

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“I wasn’t doing anything important,” Sigyn smiled, approaching him and settling down next to him as she gazed at the chains with evident distaste, “Besides - I have very little love for Odin and his way of doing things - he seems to think trying to prevent his destiny can only be done by ensuring it comes to fruition,” Sigyn may have been raised in Asgard, but she had never much cared for their views on things - born of a Norn mother (and, she suspected, a Vanir father, but having never met her biological father she didn’t really know) meant that she viewed things a little less stubbornly than her Asgardian peers, and what they saw as monsters she saw instead as instruments of fate, victims of circumstance, by no means less dangerous but still not so by their own volition.

“Why were you howling? Do you miss your family?”

He regarded the ties that bound him in his icy prison and frowned, as best as a muzzle could frown.

“Yes,” He grumbled, “The Allfather, in binding me, has assured his own death.” All this time he had struggled with the fate which the Asgardians forced upon him. He had lived through great rage and pain, and found some small amount of clarity. But he knew that upon Gleipnir’s breaking, he would be little more than a beast once again consumed with bloodlust and rage. All due to the betrayal done to him long ago.

Fenrir considered her question carefully.

“Yes, I do. My siblings and...” He looked up at the roof of the cave once again, through the crack in the ice and rock that barely let through a glimpse of the sky through the thick walls of the mountain. He wondered again whether the moon or the sun was over them now. “My sons, especially.” He reluctantly turned his face away from the sky, back to Sigyn. He decided a change of subject was wise.

“You smell as the mortal realm does. Have you left Asgard?”

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“.. Well uh.. I was backpacking through Europe and heard some story about a mountain that was supposed to be the mountain that your were trapped in there’s a bunch of different stories about you…” He rubbed the back of his head still a bit nervous “.. Um I was just manly looking for a place to spend the full moon on.. Kinda dangerous for me to turn in front of people..I don’t like being killed..” He rambled a sign that he was nervous.

Although he had no idea what ‘backpacking’ or ‘Europe’ was supposed to mean, Fenrir followed along with the story. His tail flicked at the notion that his captivity had garnered his fame. In his youth it would have enraged him. Now that he was older and more mild from his long years in bondage, however, he simply let the thought pass.

At the mention of the full moon his interest became piqued.

“I take it then, that you are a Child of the Moon?” The great wolf shifted slightly, Gleipnir groaning with his movements. “I have known others of your kind who have found me over the eons.” He stood his ears up authoritatively.

“Know that you are safe here so long as you choose to stay, Child of Máni.”