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[helreginn]

Without the warmth the fires of Elvidnir provided, Hel was chilled to the bone. Her breath was not only visible, it froze and fell like snow flakes at her feet with every step. She kept on, though, determined to find her mark before he too froze in the unearthly cold. He wasn’t hard to track, the only living thing so near the entrance to Hel.

 “Garm!” She called as she drew near, her pace quickened. “Come with me, ‘fore you catch your death of cold.” 

[skjebnebanearchive-blog]

@gxrmr 

The hound from helheimr himself, come to visit her? What an EXPECTED  shock. “Well hello to you, Hound. Are you in need of something?”

[helreginn]

The hound gently licked Hel's hand. "Do not weep, little one."

The goddess softly lay her hand over the hounds’s muzzle but she did not shift her gaze towards him. It was easier, to fixate her eyes on the floor than make the physical effort of looking up. 

“Can we pretend I’m not?” She sniffed softly, “I’d really like to pretend.” 

[famewulf]

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      ❝  On a scale of one to ten, how whipped are you?  I can’t imagine CATERING to all of my sister’s whims.  ❞   ( A total lie. Though he wouldn’t admit it aloud, Fenrir himself could NEVER deny any of her requests. )

[besstla-blog]

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Hounds. Why would it always be hounds. The clamor of wolfish barks had long since become nuisanced custom to even the former consort, regularly catching strays and waifs along her quarters. It was a problematic situation, for whilst some thrall women happily treated them to cakes and crumbles, others shrieked at the sight of the fearsome creatures.  Bestla left these thoughts behind, albeit warily, as she regarded the one before her, its coat appearing thick as the night, and just as black. An ominous color altogether. 

     Yet the widow stood regal, straightening back and standing tall with every seven feet and its two inches. Blues watched the animal, as chilled as dwarfish wine and the creeks from which she’d lived as a child. Her tone was leisurely casual, yet did not belie her reputation of merciless.

     “I presume you a messenger, although I maintain that wolves should be leashed within our perimeters. Speak up, hound, or I may yet summon the guards and betray your location.”

[helreginn]

“Are you having nightmares again?”

meme.

“ “Nightmares” implies I had the chance to sleep. ”