Come little children I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment.
Helheim had been pushing her sweet children towards where she had heard that Vampires had been living. She figured if anything her demonic looking kids would fit in there, as well as becoming a vampire herself sounded wonderful. That would mean if she met up with Atakask again, she could sink her fangs in and drain the whore of her blood.
As she walked she watched her older two males wrestle and play, while Bryn helped Val manoeuvre through the landscapes. Helheim rolled her eyes at the thought that two of her children were kind and sweet when the other two seemed to be great warriors. At least two of them would be worth something. A grumble left her throat and she pushed past the children, walking ahead of them. She could hear their scampers still, but that didn’t matter if they don’t keep up then it’s perfectly fine if they die. She had a schedule to keep and she wouldn’t worry herself if they decided that wondering off was fine.
In all honesty, Helheim cared less about the children who shared blood with her, she cared more about becoming stronger and defeat her enemies, though she knew that it would take some time to become stronger, clearly in this land, her posions wouldn’t be as strong as her homelands. Instead, it made Atakask’s two pups fall asleep and then this weird place covered them with vines so she couldn’t even kill them. She growls again and licks her lips. The blood of the young always made her happy. She had thought for a split second when her pups were born to kill them off, but alas she decided they would be somewhat useful as they got older.
Finally, the large onyx harlequin female stopped walking and got to the border of the pack called Caidir Olc. She sat her haunches down on the edge and let out a howl, alerting anyone who was inside that there were wolves at the border that wanted to enter and have sanctuary. While the female waited, her pups would come up to her and she’d growl to them not to cross the border, at the same time she decided to clean and groom herself out of boredom.
🕸 Helheim 🕸 No home 🕸 No Mate 🕸 Mother of Hemming, Valencia, Brynjar, and Hjalmar 🕸 Words : 376 🕸