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wolf's teeth are near.







where wolf's ears are,
Ivar
wolf's teeth are near.



"We have company," Fenrir growls. Ivar slows for a brief moment, frozen in his steps. The dark battle worn man lurks just within the deep shadows of the woods, his dark eyes shift beneath his shaggy dark forelock. His eyes hungrily consumes every curve of the woman, the soft supple skin at her nape, and the delicate chisel of her cheekbones. Hunger drives Fenrir deep within his mind. A wicked sneer crosses Ivar's lips. She wanders innocently in the dark of night, not knowing what lurks in the shadows. Had her mother never told her of the djöfla? They hide and lurk, looking for any they could devour, and they especially like the taste of tender woman flesh.

The darkness beckons him further into the woods, he takes a step deeper into the bushes, hiding himself from the woman. Hello? Her word fills the void between them. A question, she hopes that he will answer with his own greeting. Yet, he lingers letting the silence grow longer. The only sound that fills the night is that of an occasional snap of twig or the soft whisper of the wind through the tops of the lodgepole pines branches.

Finally, he parts his dark lips. "Úlfar linger in the shadows," his voice is thick with northern accent and gravelly from lack of use. He takes a step closer to her, his head lowered to just above his knees. "Þeir munu neyta holds þíns, kona," his dark words ominously hang in the frigid air. He hopes she will scream, to turn around and gallop headlong back to her herd. Tell her man that there is something lurking in the woods.

His dark gaze remains fixed up on her, from the delicate curve of her nose to her chiseled cheekbones. "I am hungry Ivar, lets feed." Fenrir hisses. Ivar takes a step closer to the woman, he hopes to see her gilded hide shake and quiver. He craves for her to shrink back in fear, to scream... anything to feed the wolf's all consuming appetite.


Translation:
Úlfar: wolves
Þeir munu neyta holds þíns, elskan mín.: They will consume your flesh, woman


Ivar Speech
the voice of Fenrir

Icelandic - Smoky Black - EE aa nCr - Stallion - 14.2 hh - Dögun x Unknown



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