Long Lost .. Acquaintances [Open to All Aesir Wolves]

[Jotun]

Social obligations were something Jotun had never understood. They simply… existed without any sort of rhyme or reason, it seemed. There was no logic behind them, and yet everyone agreed upon them wordlessly such that those who were somehow not “in the know” were at a loss. If something was such a big deal, one would think it would be told to everyone, without expecting that they just know about it.

The dark wolf tried to remain apprised of all of these pesky, “understood” rules. And somehow, one dictated that the return of a wolf after an event such as what had happened to Aesir be a public affair, not a private one. And so the male set off in search of the other wolves to allow them to welcome him back and feel as though they were contributing something. Otherwise he might be thought of as rude or antisocial.

And so, with that goal in mind, he searched the rest of the pack out, walking around the places it was most likely that other Aesir wolves would be. He knew from Valdís that quite a few had made it to Anikira and regrouped on this small island. And as he had the chance to see more of the island, he had to admit he liked it. It was very different from their previous home in landscape and climate, but it was a welcome change. Anikira had such a diverse terrain.

Approaching a puddle, the male sat to take a drink and a small rest. Walking was not overly tiresome, nor did his leg hurt, but it was a bit more effort than he was used to expending to walk at the pace he was comfortable with. He lapped at the water, listening and smelling for any sign of an approaching wolf.

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Word count: 302
Muse: meh
Tags: ANYONE IN AESIR
Notes: Just trying to get him out there and interacting with Aesir wolves!

[Heimdall]

He had grown to like it here. Maybe "Like' was too strong of a word, more like 'grown accustomed too' this island that was to be his home. Valdis chose a good spot to regroup and plan eventual invasion should the mood strike her. Heimdall would of course go all for it since he loved nothing more than a good skirmish. It made him excited and feel that dominance that he loved went he could make another submit or even die simply because he wished too. 

The burn marks on his body along with the new scars from the trip and those bestowed upon him by the feisty Aztec all seemed to be healing nicely. Hel would probably like a look at them soon but she was rather busy and he didn't complain. Besides he thought the torn ear made him look even more like a pirate. 

But enough about him. The attention was soon given to a wolf he hadn't yet met up with since the fire. Jotun. The beta and he had a mysterious relationship, which Heimdall was alright with for now. But he would probably have to get to know him better since he is a survivor of something that had wiped out a still unknown number of their own. That meant he was worthy of Aesir, truly.

"How do you like here?" He spoke suddenly, randomly with no chit chat or greeting. He never really got the needless exchange of 'hellos' and 'good to see yous'. Green eyes looked him over and realized that if one didnt know any better, some may have thought they were related. Similar coloring and fairly similar sizes could trick a few, since eye color didnt mean anything, Hel had red while Heimdall sported vivid green orbs. Funny how that occurred to him, but nevertheless he simply waited for an answer should Jotun feel the need to even acknowledge the warrior.

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[Jotun]

It was not long before a familiar voice spoke, and Jotun turned to watch the approaching male. There was a sense of… not relief exactly, nor was it happiness, but… there was something, perhaps slightly comforting or that at least served to put his mind at ease about the fact that this was a familiar face. It was the old group come together again, and Jotun liked that.

He had to admit he also appreciated the lack of chit-chat. It had never been his style, and while he also knew it wasn’t Heimdall’s, it was refreshing all the same. Still, the question itself seemed to lend itself towards useless small talk. What did it matter how he liked it here? Of course, he should not be surprised that he was getting exactly what he had asked for by coming here the way he had. He was intending to be available for small-talk and make an appearance among the pack members so as to establish good relations among them and help them feel good about their leadership. Not that his goal was to be what the pack wanted or even to necessarily be likable. No, he was simpler than that. Putting on a front for everyone else was not his style.

“It is not bad,” he answered, non-plussed. He had no problem with it, but neither did he feel the need to sing its praises. It would do. “It has a number of advantages, not the least of which is seclusion. Would be difficult to be driven out of this place, I would think.” After a bit of a pause, he asked, “How did you escape and find them again?” It was the only thing he could think of to ask, and it was something all of them had in common. He had not seen any new wolves around, so he assumed it was only the old pack back together again, and he knew each would have their own story and their own injuries, probably.

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Word count: 345
Muse: good
Tags: Heimdall
Notes: Yay! can't wait to see how the two of them interact and get along.

[Heimdall]

Heimdall couldn't help but agree with the points Jotun listed off for their position in the new chain of islands that called itself Anikira. A warriors view point, something the twin could appreciate. Still he kept a stony expression. Not because he was trying to be hard and mysterious but he just wasn't given to expression unless he knew it would get him somewhere. He still swore that if he smiled too long his face would break. Luckily that had yet to occur but still it could be possible. 

Jotun then paid him a new question. Looking at the Beta stoically, Heimdall summed up his adventure. "I was still out on a mission Valdis requested I undertake when I sensed the smoke. After running back to look for Hel and the others, I soon realized I was most likely the last one alive left to jump or run. The fire pushed me towards the edge and soon I found myself here." He didn't feel any shame in stating Hel was the one he was truly concerned about, after all his twin had been with him much longer than any of the pack. Any who knew the twins were aware of their bond, even Valdis respected it. 

"A few burns as you can see and my lungs certainly didn't appreciate it but they will get over it. No lasting damage. The first wolf I found was not of our clan, she even fed and sheltered me. I, of course, thanked her for her services." She certainly didn't appreciate it but that didn't matter in the least. "Soon I left her to her brother and continued my search until Valdis and Hel and myself were reunited which is when we learned there were more survivors than we each thought. Another searching mission then after that the rest gets rather boring." A new toy and his sisters life were the highlights of the trip. Not sure if Jotun even had an opinion about Heim keeping pets, he didn't go into detail. Valdis saw it amusing but not all would see it that way of course. 

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