the heart of the wolf resides in you

The Allfather blesses your spirt

The storm approaches.

Loba POV

Bloodhound and I were supposed to go hunting today, but because of the storm we had to cancel. I was watching them from their bed, while they read a book about types of birds and animals..Not really that interesting,but I admire them for their intelligence and capability, not just the wealth that they threw away for "a new start".

Thunder started to get louder and closer, and we had to secure buckets of water if lightning hits the roof of somebody's house. At that moment, Bloodhound stood up and approached me.

"Fenris."

That's what they call me.

"Look at this.", Bloodhound showed me an empty page with only the description of the bird.

"And?", I responded, wondering what they meant by that page.

"The stormur will rage and this creature only comes out during storms. We need to go find it."

"Bloodhound, we don't know if the storm will last that long. I don't think we should go. Besides, if we're not at home our house might get struck by lightning and it'll burn down.", They sigh,probably realising I'm right in this. But, I don't want to kill their courage.
"You know what? Come on, let's go find that bird."

They smiled excitedly and put on their winter boots and furs, then they took their weapon of choice,a tomahawk, and waited for me.

"You're quick."

They got embarrassed by my comment, and so I nonchalantly and elegantly got myself ready. I put on my boots and take my staff and we step out.
The storm was not going to pass any time soon, meaning we might have enough time.

In the woods

Bloodhound ventured further in front of me. Good, I didn't want to be protected by them like always.
I see a footprint of a big monster in the mud that Bloodhound missed. They don't miss clues like that, but they were too excited about the bird.

"Bloodhound. A goliath was here, and he was here recently."

They look back and pull out their tomahawk, then approach me and inspect the footprint.

"True. Be on the look out,
það gæti verið hvar sem er."

And so we continue our adventure to find Bloodhound special bird, and stumble upon a sign.

Stöðva umfram þennan punkt.

We couldn't go further.

Bloodhound looked at the sign at that moment and just passed it fearlessly.

"I knew you could break rules."

"Don't tease me."

We both chuckled at each other and went deeper into the woods. It seemed like it was getting darker by every step we took, but it was probably the storm getting worse.
We needed to find that bird and return.

At that moment, a shrieking sound of a bird came from the bushes. Bloodhound took out the creature and held it in their hands.It's left wing was almost as completely cut off. It was attacked by a bigger bird, based on the injuries it had. Bloodhound handed me the book and a pencil.

"Please Loba, sketch the bird into the book quickly, we must tend to it's wounds."

I do as they say.
The bird didn't have a name, only a description. It was an exotic bird by it's colours.
The wings had blue outlines, the feathers were white as snow with a bit of galactic blue on its chest. The beak was black and it's eyes were as well. Bloodhound was mesmerized by its exotic colours while inspecting it's wounds. When they had finished with wrapping the wound with the bandages we had brought in their bag, they kept the animal in their arms and climbed up the tree that was next to the bush to find its nest.