Other than blood, Asleif shared precious little in common with her siblings. The glory of Asgard, well, that was secondary to the glory of herself. Even magics, which she shared some with her sisters, were not truly something in common, not when her own abilities far outstripped theirs.
It was little wonder there were those among the gods who questioned whether or not she was truly a daughter of Thor.
"Hail, sister," she said, sparing the dog a look which suggested it had best not come anywhere near her.
"Let us not keep him waiting then."
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