#silvershieldmaiden

[algrimthestrong]

@silvershieldmaiden | Continued from here.

silvershieldmaiden:

The small joke was not enough to make her laugh but it was enough to ease her tension. Slowly, she let out a deep breath and ran her hand through her hair. “It is no one in particular. Just some members of the court. Thought they do not say it to my face, I know they look down at me. I’m am not the Lady I was bred to be. And most days it is easy to ignore but others…” Sif sighed. “I’m letting my emotions rule me to much.”

Algrim gave her a sympathetic look that seemed to convey a profound understanding of her plight. “I daresay it is not so much looking down at you, as disapproving of the path you have cut for yourself in the domain of men. If you ask me, Lady Sif, you are someone to look up to - a role model for young females who aspire to follow in your footsteps, and one of the most competent warriors the realm has ever seen. Men, they feel... intimidated by your prowess.” He laughed softly and flashed her a wry smile. “Alas, the patriarchal ego bruises so easily.”  

[damaged-yet-unbreakable]

silvershieldmaiden started following you

silvershieldmaiden

.........you look familiar

[thehalloftwotruths]

I am getting the chance to write and describe the Egyptian underworld tonight

I am very happy

[thehalloftwotruths]

Sif blinked and frowned. “Where have you been, Anubis?”

"Dealing with some private business. I was not gone too long, was I?" He was terribly bad at keeping track of time. 

[theenemyofallsides]

"Ah, one of the young warrior gods from the frozen northern pantheon. Don't tell me, you have some great slight you must avenge, some giant you must slay, or perhaps you're here to prove some point only your people care about." 

"Or..." The god tilted his head to the side slightly, smiling wryly as he did. "Or perhaps you're here because you had to be here, because at the end of the day, you're not so much gods as you are powerful mortals." 

[thethunderprince]

♉ (because why not?)

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"Will Sif ever forgive me for leaving Asgard?"

[wingsforthedarkqueen]

Still the bird you know

silvershieldmaiden

It had been a couple of weeks since Diaval had crashed into Sif's life, quite literally. In such a short time, Diaval had come to respect and adore the woman who took care of him. His wing had slowly healed and Sif had made certain that he was well taken care of. Though, due to Diaval's broken wing, it had made transforming impossible and slowly the magic built around him.

He needed to transform. His arm had healed enough to support the transformation and the magic had built to a level that was unbearably itchy. He groaned from his spot on the pillow; he knew he could not ignore it for much longer, but he didn't know how Sif would react to the transformation. The warrior had already gone to morning practice, leaving him in her room. She wouldn't know if he transformed; it wouldn't harm anything.

With a sigh, Diaval submitted to the magic. In his half asleep state, he stretched out and curled underneath the covers of the bed. Now all he had to do was remember to transform back before Sif returned. And with that thought he fell back asleep.

[frostbitten-silence]

silvershieldmaiden replied to your post “Who really wants to rp with me?”

*Raises hand so high it touches the moon*

Thank you dear. I am sorry, but I am kinda in an odd mood so I am just staring at my current threads without any idea how to reply.