unrestrained-chaos:

     Fenrir knew the posture of one born a warrior well;
     he had laid a hateful eye upon one such example
     with each cycle of day and night bringing Law to
     his feared burden, sturdy arms laden with meager
     morsels fashioned in the crude semblance of a
     filling meal — an ill-fated venture, for the harbinger
     had hungered for much more than mere meat, the 
     to taste divine blood upon his lips and feel the heft
     of sated revenge within his gut seeing desirous
     bounds frame his mind — yet the woman stood 
     before him was wholly unfamiliar. Einherjar she was
     not, nor did the scent of the damnable valkyrja arise
     to assault lupine senses.

     A human warrior. The harbinger had to restrain a 
     scoff at the mere thought.

               ❝Jæja, er þetta ekki samúð fyrir þig? Ég er enginn maður.❞

        _{wolves, though vicious when provoked, would fall to edge
        of a blade carried by those valiant enough to wield it. although,
        this was no ordinary canine she had engaged before. as azure
        irises would trail the length of its looming frame, the barrier to 
        her memory was to creak ajar releasing the charismatic murmurs
        of faðir as he spoke of the Tяι¢кѕтєя'ѕ children.} 

                                                                     _{( Jöямυηgαη∂я, the serpent within the seas
                                                                       fated to defeat Tнσя once the events of
                                                                       Rαgηαяöк had begun & the m o n s t r o u s 
                                                                       wolf, Fєηяιя, foretold to slay Óðιηη. 
                                                                                   ——- could this hound truly be … ? ; )}

        _{his stature alone was to serve as the evidence she required,
        knowing that her destiny did not lie with putting an end to the
        beast but rather to become caught within his jaws —- prey to
        a vastly superior predator. if this was who she thought, he would
        only bring disorder, a harbinger of sinister malevolence to those
        who resided just metres away. Lagertha was wise not to engage
        unless the odds were in her favor even if Vαℓнαℓℓα awaited.}

             _{❝ Ég vil ekki vandræði fyrir mig eða þjóðar minnar, Fєηяιя.  
                                                      það er augljóst að þú ert ekki maður en dýrið. ❞}

        _{little apprehension would grace her tongue when his presumed
        identity was uttered, disregarding the rapid pace of her heart
        within the caverns of her chest. a slow exhalation lead through
        her nostrils would strive to slow its pace to little avail.} 

                                          _{❝ Hvað er fyrirtæki þitt hér? ❞}

unrestrained-chaos:

     ”Þú ert hugrakkur lítill manna, er það ekki?”

        _{a beast stood before her, one that she was not hunting
        but merely stumbled upon. even in its foreboding presence,
        the shieldmaiden stood tall, light upon her feet, wary & ready.
        her grip tightened around the hilt of her blade at her waist
        poised to unsheathe it if necessary while her shield served
        as a proper barrier between them.}

           _{❝ hugrekki mitt keppinautur þessi af hverjum manni. ❞}