Over the last several days she'd been much more active, spending time in the training room, running out along the peremeter, preparing..training. She was already out when the alarms sounded and the skald quickly picked up her pace, drawing a small dagger from her forearm, slowing when she saw the wolves and children of Asgard, sheething the blade, "Hail, young one...is all well? Doth thy care takers know of the journey thou hast most bravely undertaken..?" In other words: How ticked off are your parents going to be???
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