They tell me I look like my father...

16th centuary--x; "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves." Now this caught Fenrir's attention and he looked up from where he had been ignoring the man. "One is evil" the old mortal continued "-he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. This same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too." Fenrir thought about this for a minute, eyes dropping towards the dancing flame of their fire. "Which wolf will win?"He finally asked and the Cherokee chief smiled. "The one you feed."

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

Mun Announcement;

-On quasi-hiatus till around october 18th. slow replies until November 2nd or 5th.

Comic-con all weekend

Cross country drive to Colorado

Two week vacation there

[dalieisinyourcloset]

…I think mortals… are strange.

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

"Thats rather amusing to hear coming from you, 'Dalie' "

[sounds]

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

//Catching up

Long overdue greetings first

Then thread replies

Finally some starters 

And lastly I'll send out greetings of my own

[Also, I won't forget my quasi-reliable ask box that eats/silently hordes asks far to often]

[pushingsanity-archive-blog]

youngfenriswolf started following you                       

isthatalobster started following you

“Hello I’m Raven Martin and you are?”

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

"Fenrir Lokison.."

"You are the Lady of Cythera's daughter? Aren't you?" Fenrir asked, able to identify the woman's higher heritage by the rich scent of her blood. Greek.. and not entirely of this realm. 

[timeywimeymachine-blog]

youngfenriswolf started following you

Hello there!

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

"-Your the doctor!" Fenrir interjected enthusiastically. Smiling up at the unusual man.

"Your known back in my home realm too.. Very odd, you are."

[heartofjotunheim-blog]

youngfenriswolf started following you

Greetings, child. What brings to you Loki this day?

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

"A request.." Fenrir explained solemnly, dropping his gaze to the floor. A habit as of late it seemed. Staring at the ground fenrir tilted his head to the side in thought, stressing to explain more but only falling silent. 

[digory-kirke-blog]

[ladyloki-countessofmischief-blog]

youngfenriswolf started following you

[ladyloki-countessofmischief-blog]

*For a few moments when Fenrir made no motion that he would move, she feared that he believed those in Asgard. She was furious when she’d heard that her children had been whisked away to live in places far from her, so she could in no way harm them. Seeing that her eldest son had been banished brought on a new fury, a new fury that she put aside when Fenrir smiled and lunged forward to wrap his small arms around her waist.*

*She leaned down and wrapped her arms around him in return, she sighed lightly running a hand through his hair lightly, for the moment she did not care that she had locked away her sentiments, her children were her weakness in that field.* I am glad that you do not fear me. I had thought that the lies spouted about me in Asgard would have forever kept you and your siblings from me.

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

Fenrir stepped forward when Loki leaned down, Turning his head to the side so he could pull her in closer and wrap his arms even tighter around her armored frame. Clinging to her as if it might be the last time and he did not believe the moment to last. There was a fear in his actions, but not towards her, towards the idea that something might boom down from the heavens and separate them again. Tear away from him his family as they had done before. Only keeping him around as a prize of some sort. A trophy that quite literally grew out of their control.

Letting out a shaky sigh Fenrir clung closer and only seemed to relaxe when he felt his mothers familiar hand touch the back of his head. The comforting strokes of her fingers against his hair feeling no less tender or consoling than they did when he was just pup, stuck to a wolf form his mother never judged him for. For as long as he could remember family was all he had ever truly once had and now he was getting it back, Piece by scattered piece. "I never feared you mother.." He mumbled. His arms relaxing around her to settle into a gentle hug rather than a hold for dear life. Looking up Fenrir smiled at his mother, bright eyes studying her emerald lined features with deep azure of his own. "None of us did.. That is why they separated us. Because we choose to fear FOR you rather than fear you..." 

[idodici-blog]

PUT A★IN MY ASK AND ILL TELL YOU MY FEELINGS FOR YOU

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

greaseandzeppelin has found you

Pie..

There was suddenly an overwhelming smell of pie in the air. Pie.. and whiskey. But the whiskey wasn't so alarming. It was a small town on the outskirts of alabama after all, not smelling whiskey would more alarming. But then why was he so uneasy? tightening his lips as he consciously strained to piece something together. Wracked his mind to remember why the scent of a crusted midgardian delicacy was stirring him.. It was some sort of memory.. He knew that much. A trigger warning the scent gave off... and then another thing hit his senses and it all made sense. Motor oil..

Hunter; And not just any hunter but Dean winchester could guess - A man relevant enough for Fenrir to know about, to have been warned about. He was a well enough looking. Human, blonde and moderately tall. He had an interesting face but an odd scent; corrupted somehow by the stench of cheap food, motor oil and blood. It only confirmed the mans identity though and fenris could recall what other 'creatures' had said about him. He had done something recently that really upset them.

"I know you no longer hold any queries over hunting the innocent Dean."

"-But I hadn't realized that qualified children for your hit list now.."

[speedsterbootys]

youngfenriswolf started following you

Tom hadn’t been doing much of anything when he heard someone at his door. He pushed himself from his seat and walked to answer it. He wasn’t expecting to see a child of all things at his door. “Oh.. Hello there.” he smiled a little and poked his head out, looking around to see if he saw anyone else. “Why don’t you come inside it’s cold out.”

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

To be honest Fenrir had counted on nobody being home; Had expected his knock to go unheard and for him to stand there while the silence settled back in and the cold brought every exhale of breathe to life in a frosty white cloud. Helping him count the seconds before he would turn around and walk away. Because this was a stupid idea to begin with and forgetting it would be best. He had spotted this stranger across the way earlier that day and naturally mistaken him for his father.. For Loki. It didn't take more than a second glance to recognize differences though and after trailing him for the better part of the day the wolf-child had realized it was not his father.. But then why did he look like him.

Lifting his gaze Fenrir met Tom's invitation with a slight surprise, wondering why the mortal was being so friendly with furrowed brows and slight hesitation. Fenrir was nothing but a stranger to Tom.

Maybe he shouldn't go in.. Maybe he should still turn away. Keep from involving this man in something too far above his head. In realms and wars and the things of a god no mortal should need be caught up in.. But it was so cold.. and Fenrir could feel the heat radiating from inside the mans flat. Much more inviting than the proposition to spend another night outside. If he had found this near clone of his fathers he was sure others of asgard had as well and his presence wouldn't bring tom any closer or further from harm or involvement.. So he nodded, walking passed the tall man to gape in astonishment at the inside of his home. It was so different from midgard. So.. personalized. "Do all midgardian's store theirs keys in strange food bowls?" Fenrir wondered, standing infront of a small dish containing a pair of keys.

[steverogers-capsicle]

Reblog if it's okay for people you rp with to ask for your skype.

[dansdaughtersshadow]

[crimsun]

If you can correctly pronounce every word in this poem, you will be speaking English better than 90% of the native English speakers in the world. After trying the verses, a Frenchman said he'd prefer six months of hard labour to reading six lines aloud. Try them yourself.

Read More

[mycroft]

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

/3am

What is sleep?

[ladyloki-countessofmischief-blog]

youngfenriswolf started following you

[ladyloki-countessofmischief-blog]

*Loki approaches him slowly, slightly upset that he’d called her by her name and not “mother” as she’d hope he would have. She stopped a few feet away, awaiting to see if he would wish to close the distance himself.* There is no burden.. Come here Fenrir. *She extended her hand out to the child slightly. She wanted to embrace her child but it was a major blow to her lack of sentiment. It was her son, could she not even allow herself the privilege to hold her son as a mother should? They’d been scattered away from her for their “safety” after her return from Asgard when it was claimed that she had lost her mind.*

[youngfenriswolf-blog]

Fenrir tensed when Loki stepped forward, his smaller frame rigid with anxiety that his fear had come true. Loki was no longer the mother he remembered, Maybe she really had lost her mind. Maybe what they told him was true, The Loki he knew was gone.. Or worse yet.. She was still there; And seeing this pathetic form repulsed her. Her eldest son being torn down to nothing more than a pathetic mortal child. But then she reached a hand out towards him and cobalt blue eyes dropped to meet it. An insecure smile etching at his lips as searching eyes rose to look at her and without a moments hesitation he sprung forward, pushing passed the others extended hand to wrap his arms around his mothers waist and hug her close, burying his face in her shirt. "Mom" he croaked -Ignoring the fact that he was Fenrisúlfr Lokison, the great beast wolf and reveling in the fact that he could simply cling to his mother every child wanted to. A feat much easier done in this form. Silver lining #2.