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The thunder of the drums, dictates








Björn

where innocences burn in flames



Björn's rotate forward fully to catch every word that spills from the boys mouth. Bahadir. Warsaw. As the words tumble from his mouth, a clear picture is drawn for him. Warsaw had challenged for Shaydowfax in order to get Sauron, his son. His glacial eyes focus on the distant horizon as he takes all of this in.


He had known all along that the War would find him, and that the aging Inlet King would seek retribution. Yet, it seems Warsaw has made his first move in solidifying that Björn had made the right decision in breaking their alliance.


He turns his glacial eyes back to the boy. "Kalona, do not fret. Warsaw is not going to hurt your mother or your brother, there is too much at stake for him to make such a foolish move," he says thoughtfully, trying to reassure the boy. "Warsaw is trying to get back at me, and he knows all helvíti will break loose if anything happens to either of them."


It is inevitable that Warsaw and him will meet on the battle field. He can feel it deep in his soul and his bones.




Icelandic mutt - Grullo Sabino - Stallion - 14.3 hh

Bera Konung of the Ridge

brother to Ivar & Lagertha



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