Kratos was grabbing the reigns of the sled that Speki and Svanna were trudging through in the snow, the great Spartan General has already made enemies within the nine realms; starting with Odin, Thor, and the rest of the Aesir -- for the death of Baldur.
Which? was Odin's favorite son, his closer. It wasn't gonna be an easy journey for the retired and esteemed God of War and his son; which told by prophecy, that he'll betray his father and go into servitude to Odin & to Asgard as it's prince.
The demigod would slide the sled into their protection stave, as he saw Atreus standing outside with the deer that they scavenged for along with the other kills that Kratos got for the two.
"Boy, I have returned with our hunt. Ready the fire. Then? We feast, and then to bed."
Atreus nodded in his father's direction, jotting what he said; as he was journaling about the events that transpired pre-Ragnarok.
"Yes, sir. Let me just go check on Fen and the wolves."
Atreus would make his rounds to Speki & Svanna's kennel to drop them off some juicy tendered venison that was gutted from the deer they captured on the way back to the stave.
"Eat up, Speki. Eat up Svanna. Gotta keep your strength."
Atreus would then head over to Fenrir, as the wolf was laying half livingly; as he plopped down aside to the wolf with it's body resting upon his lap.
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▪️Faye and Kratos are raising Atreus & helping him learn more about his godhood & helping him discover who Loki is. (Pre-Ragnarö
as Atreus finished feeding Speki & Svanna; as well as tending to Fenrir; he would meet with his father -- to eat the rabbits and added deer
Kratos would search through the woods for his son, of course -- the behemoth was filled with worry; he's lost Calliope and his first wife &
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you had no RIGHT!
I can’t taste. I can’t smell.
I can’t even feel the temperature of this… this room.
feasting… drinking… women… it’s all gone. GONE!!!
