i am iron,
Lagertha and i forge myself.
Lagertha moves like a wraith beneath the silvery crescent moon, its sterling light illuminates the jungle around her. She crosses the sand with the grace and poise of a warrioress, each step confident and concise. She steps to the ocean's bubbling surf, it hisses and boils at her toes, Ægir beckons her closer with his whisper. A soft sea breeze ruffles her blonde tresses and pushes them from her arching neck as she reaches a single hoof to paw at the waves. The water sparkles around her, each droplet illuminated by the silvery moon; each strike of the surf sprays water over her chest and shoulders until she is damp.
Björn quietly approaches his sister who now paws at the sea's frothing surf, a soft smile tugs at his pink lips. He had never dreamed that she would of followed him from the Norðurland, but here she is. He halts at her shoulder and briefly nudges her lovingly before he focuses his glacial eyes on the distant horizon. He does not speak but just lets the silence between them lengthen. Finally he clears his throat and swivels his head to look upon her and she meets his gaze. "I am going after them," his voice husky and full of determination "and it would honor me if you were at my side."
She feels his eyes on her back before he is at her shoulder. She feels the heaviness of his heart and it causes her to hold her breath in her throat. Her heart aches for him and the loss that he has been through, and of course she knows what is going through his mind. As his words leave his lips, a smirk begins to tug at hers... She would love nothing more than to make the Lagoon pay for their crimes and atrocities. "Fyrir guði og dýrð" she whispers into the space between them.
A single ear swivels as he catches her words, and his thick head raises higher on his muscular neck. For gods and glory. Yes. He meets her dark gaze with his own, a soft smile on his lips as he looks at his sister beneath the gentle silvery light. She is strong and she brings pride to their people. "Fyrir guði og dýrð," he repeats as he reaches his muzzle toward the bridge of her nose where he sets it there. Glacial eyes close as he draws her scent in and pride swells in his chest. Together they are an unstoppable force and the Lagoon will feel their wrath. They will tremble and kneel before them on bent knee.
She closes her dark eyes as his muzzle lingers on the bridge of her nose, a soft sigh on her lips. She will have her revenge on the Lagoon, she will see them pay for their thievery and disgusting behavior. Her smile transforms into a wicked grin, their demise is imminent.
Icelandic - Sooty Silver Bay Splash - Mare - 14.1 hh - Dögun x Unknown
shield maiden of the Peak
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