They met at The Roadhouse, during a party that was meant to honor those who returned from fighting a dragon. Freya hadn't gone on the trip but she did go to the party. She met Thorfinn by accident. She'd been interested in the young wolf he was holding on his lap, Sylvi. Speaking to Thorfinn after that was easy, despite how disgruntled he looked. They talked about maps, traveling, ancient Norse gods and then they arm wrestled. Freya won the bet though she threw the game and her prize was wine which she then shared with her new acquaintance. It was a night that ended with a delightful haze of laughter. Just as all journey's should.
Freya didn't have much of an opinion about Thorfinn until the next time they spoke. It was late and Freya was exploring as a beautiful white wolf. She caught Sylvi and Thorfinns scent and decided to investigate. When she approached him he mistook her for Sylvi’s mother and turned to leave despite Sylvi's whining protests. In a sudden burst of annoyance Freya shifted and began yelling at Thorfinn. She didn't care that she was completely naked while yelling at him; family didn’t leave each other behind. Towards the end of the conversation Freya realized that Thorfinn was just an idiot. She offered to teach him how to communicate with Sylvi but only in exchange for lessons in Norse. She also told him that she'd hurt him if he ever thought of leaving Sylvi again. She knew what the little pup wanted and it was Thorfinn.
It was the night of the Halloween Party. Freya learned a lot about Thorfinn’s past, his father and those who raised him. She hadn’t meant to make the night so heavy and Thorfinn seemed to realize how much of a downer he was being. They ended up dancing though Thorfinn was generally awkward with physical contact. Freya can’t say if it was a good night or not but it felt very surreal.
It was one day in the evening, Freya was drinking and Thorfinn was returning home to the Roadhouse. She waved over his attention, they talked and she somehow ended up braiding his hair. It was fun though it brought painful memories roaring to the surface. they switched places and while Freya was lost in her thoughts Thorfinn said that he'd he'd always protect her. She tensed, feeling very transparent. She never considered herself a coward, she was smart and preferred to use her head. Knowing that Thorfinn would jump into the way of danger made Freya realize that she didn't want him to do it alone. They were friends and she didn't want him to get hurt. It was a surprising and unsettling feeling and she had no idea what to do with it.
The Roadhouse had a private party and somehow Freya got on the invitation list. Not that she minded, she loved parties and it was nice to see Thorfinn. She asked him about Petyr's Brothel which instantly made the conversation turn. Jo came over as well and by the end they were talking about sex. Freya honestly didn't have a lot of input since she's never had sex before but it was never a topic that bothered her.
A fight broke out at the Roadhouse the next night and Freya watched as the world around her shattered. She watched Thorfinn fall and then he was gone; dead. She felt a little piece of her die with him. A month later she isn't sure if that piece is healed. He was revived however he was ill for the next four days. She wasn't allowed to see him but he had sent Freya a collection of disjointed texts. She thought it was better if they never spoke again, if she quietly disappeared. It was what she was good at and yet somehow and for some reason, Thorfinn tracked her down. She threw him against the ground and accidentally hurt his shoulder while pinning him to the ground. Freya completely broke down in front of him and Thorfinn was the first person to learn how much of an act her smile was. She admitted knowing the lose of those she cared about, that she watched her family be murdered. Then she cried and he held her until she was done.
Later that day they went out, feed Freya, and Thorfinn worked to lift her spirits. Through all of it Freya felt guilty but thankful. She's never had someone look out for her before. She got to meet Ragnar for a second time and Bull. They were two people close to Thorfinn and it was a surprisingly nice night. Freya was still adjusting to being open with someone but it was a turning point. She'd decided, even if she got hurt, she wouldn't run away.
Thorfinn arrived at her theater for a screening of The Lion King to celebrate her birthday. She'd be pissed if he hadn't shown up. For some reason he bought her a gift. It was a crystal necklace which she wore from that day onward. She loved it and for some reason Freya felt safer when she was wearing the necklace that he'd gifted her.
It was odd but Freya found herself spending a lot of time with Thorfinn over Yule, Christmas and then later New Years. He showed her the in's and out's of Yule, she braided his hair and painted his face. The talked about their traditions, ate, drank, played games and then kissed... Freya thought it was a dream for the week after. She remembered images and flashes, a bit of warmth on her lips. She couldn't believe that Thorfinn would be interested in her. She wasn't sure how she felt about Thorfinn, she was so unsure but she couldn't get the dream of his kiss out of her thoughts. He had plenty of other people who liked him.
It was a long celebration. The next day Freya experienced a hangover for the first time but Thorfinn was there to take care of her, move her and then together they fell back asleep. They went to Elsa's party together and that dream continued to nag at the back of Freya's mind. She kept to fun things, it was easier than thinking and enjoyed herself.
Christmas Eve Freya waited by the trees to show Thorfinn what her Christmas was like. It was a nice night... even though he arrived late. They ran until morning and Freya slept at the base of her tree that night while Thorfinn returned to his home. She was a little sad, when he went home but she knew it had to be that way. The holidays were a time of family and Thorfinn had a lot of family.
The next night Freya managed to convince him to go swimming. She couldn't think of anyone else she'd want to invite. She found that she liked being close to him, touching him. She began to trace his scars, asking what they were from if only to feel his skin beneath hers. It was a fun night, filled with laughter and sweet memories.
Over this holiday week she was even able to introduce Thorfinn to Harry. It was an odd meeting and afterwards it felt like she'd just introduced Thorfinn to her family. She didn't know how to feel about that so once again she buried the feeling.
During New Years they spent the night together and Freya had shared her tradition of kissing at midnight. It felt odd to Freya, more so after Thorfinn said they'd kissed the week before at Yule. The emotions she'd been holding down surged forward and overwhelmed her. What made it more unreal was that he wanted to kiss her again. She counted down in her head, feeling the tension in her shoulders rise as his watch neared midnight. They kissed, deeper than before. Freya felt her heart flutter, rise and sink through their kiss. Thorfinn admitted that he wanted to marry her and in response Freya began to cry. She'd never felt as if she belonged but now she did, in his arms, beneath the stars. It was confusing and she rambled fear after fear at him until he quieted her. She wanted to be with him, to dare to dream for a future. That night they slept beneath the stars, the next day promising them both a new future.
When she woke up her powers were gone and Freya was frantic. She was angry and confused but Thorfinn was there to help hold her together. He calmed her and showed her how to feel the forest as a human. It wasn't perfect and Freya was uncomfortable but she had hope. For the pair of them and for her future. Human or wolf, everything would be alright if Thorfinn was at her side. He'd promised to spend the next few days staying with her when he could. Offering to get her a room at the Inn so she'd be more comfortable. Freya was happy for the offer and agreed though only after bathing in the river.
There are parts of Thorfinn that Freya hadn't seen before he purposed to her. One was how he acted around Cassie. Freya and him walked her to school and it was probably the most adorable thing that Freya had ever seen. He took care of her when she was feeling sick and he dealt with her stubborn denial about being sick. No matter what situation they were in, she kept finding that Thorfinn made her smile. It was annoying but she liked it.
On Saturday she joined him and Sylvi on bathing day. It was fun, a little silly and they spoke a little bit about their future.
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Date: 2017-01-06 06:03 am (UTC)❦❤❤✔❡✿❚✘✯☒ℵ: Mine
They met at The Roadhouse, during a party that was meant to honor those who returned from fighting a dragon. Freya hadn't gone on the trip but she did go to the party. She met Thorfinn by accident. She'd been interested in the young wolf he was holding on his lap, Sylvi. Speaking to Thorfinn after that was easy, despite how disgruntled he looked. They talked about maps, traveling, ancient Norse gods and then they arm wrestled. Freya won the bet though she threw the game and her prize was wine which she then shared with her new acquaintance. It was a night that ended with a delightful haze of laughter. Just as all journey's should.
Freya didn't have much of an opinion about Thorfinn until the next time they spoke. It was late and Freya was exploring as a beautiful white wolf. She caught Sylvi and Thorfinns scent and decided to investigate. When she approached him he mistook her for Sylvi’s mother and turned to leave despite Sylvi's whining protests. In a sudden burst of annoyance Freya shifted and began yelling at Thorfinn. She didn't care that she was completely naked while yelling at him; family didn’t leave each other behind. Towards the end of the conversation Freya realized that Thorfinn was just an idiot. She offered to teach him how to communicate with Sylvi but only in exchange for lessons in Norse. She also told him that she'd hurt him if he ever thought of leaving Sylvi again. She knew what the little pup wanted and it was Thorfinn.
It was the night of the Halloween Party. Freya learned a lot about Thorfinn’s past, his father and those who raised him. She hadn’t meant to make the night so heavy and Thorfinn seemed to realize how much of a downer he was being. They ended up dancing though Thorfinn was generally awkward with physical contact. Freya can’t say if it was a good night or not but it felt very surreal.
It was one day in the evening, Freya was drinking and Thorfinn was returning home to the Roadhouse. She waved over his attention, they talked and she somehow ended up braiding his hair. It was fun though it brought painful memories roaring to the surface. they switched places and while Freya was lost in her thoughts Thorfinn said that he'd he'd always protect her. She tensed, feeling very transparent. She never considered herself a coward, she was smart and preferred to use her head. Knowing that Thorfinn would jump into the way of danger made Freya realize that she didn't want him to do it alone. They were friends and she didn't want him to get hurt. It was a surprising and unsettling feeling and she had no idea what to do with it.
The Roadhouse had a private party and somehow Freya got on the invitation list. Not that she minded, she loved parties and it was nice to see Thorfinn. She asked him about Petyr's Brothel which instantly made the conversation turn. Jo came over as well and by the end they were talking about sex. Freya honestly didn't have a lot of input since she's never had sex before but it was never a topic that bothered her.
A fight broke out at the Roadhouse the next night and Freya watched as the world around her shattered. She watched Thorfinn fall and then he was gone; dead. She felt a little piece of her die with him. A month later she isn't sure if that piece is healed. He was revived however he was ill for the next four days. She wasn't allowed to see him but he had sent Freya a collection of disjointed texts. She thought it was better if they never spoke again, if she quietly disappeared. It was what she was good at and yet somehow and for some reason, Thorfinn tracked her down. She threw him against the ground and accidentally hurt his shoulder while pinning him to the ground. Freya completely broke down in front of him and Thorfinn was the first person to learn how much of an act her smile was. She admitted knowing the lose of those she cared about, that she watched her family be murdered. Then she cried and he held her until she was done.
Later that day they went out, feed Freya, and Thorfinn worked to lift her spirits. Through all of it Freya felt guilty but thankful. She's never had someone look out for her before. She got to meet Ragnar for a second time and Bull. They were two people close to Thorfinn and it was a surprisingly nice night. Freya was still adjusting to being open with someone but it was a turning point. She'd decided, even if she got hurt, she wouldn't run away.
Thorfinn arrived at her theater for a screening of The Lion King to celebrate her birthday. She'd be pissed if he hadn't shown up. For some reason he bought her a gift. It was a crystal necklace which she wore from that day onward. She loved it and for some reason Freya felt safer when she was wearing the necklace that he'd gifted her.
It was odd but Freya found herself spending a lot of time with Thorfinn over Yule, Christmas and then later New Years. He showed her the in's and out's of Yule, she braided his hair and painted his face. The talked about their traditions, ate, drank, played games and then kissed... Freya thought it was a dream for the week after. She remembered images and flashes, a bit of warmth on her lips. She couldn't believe that Thorfinn would be interested in her. She wasn't sure how she felt about Thorfinn, she was so unsure but she couldn't get the dream of his kiss out of her thoughts. He had plenty of other people who liked him.
It was a long celebration. The next day Freya experienced a hangover for the first time but Thorfinn was there to take care of her, move her and then together they fell back asleep. They went to Elsa's party together and that dream continued to nag at the back of Freya's mind. She kept to fun things, it was easier than thinking and enjoyed herself.
Christmas Eve Freya waited by the trees to show Thorfinn what her Christmas was like. It was a nice night... even though he arrived late. They ran until morning and Freya slept at the base of her tree that night while Thorfinn returned to his home. She was a little sad, when he went home but she knew it had to be that way. The holidays were a time of family and Thorfinn had a lot of family.
The next night Freya managed to convince him to go swimming. She couldn't think of anyone else she'd want to invite. She found that she liked being close to him, touching him. She began to trace his scars, asking what they were from if only to feel his skin beneath hers. It was a fun night, filled with laughter and sweet memories.
Over this holiday week she was even able to introduce Thorfinn to Harry. It was an odd meeting and afterwards it felt like she'd just introduced Thorfinn to her family. She didn't know how to feel about that so once again she buried the feeling.
During New Years they spent the night together and Freya had shared her tradition of kissing at midnight. It felt odd to Freya, more so after Thorfinn said they'd kissed the week before at Yule. The emotions she'd been holding down surged forward and overwhelmed her. What made it more unreal was that he wanted to kiss her again. She counted down in her head, feeling the tension in her shoulders rise as his watch neared midnight. They kissed, deeper than before. Freya felt her heart flutter, rise and sink through their kiss. Thorfinn admitted that he wanted to marry her and in response Freya began to cry. She'd never felt as if she belonged but now she did, in his arms, beneath the stars. It was confusing and she rambled fear after fear at him until he quieted her. She wanted to be with him, to dare to dream for a future. That night they slept beneath the stars, the next day promising them both a new future.
When she woke up her powers were gone and Freya was frantic. She was angry and confused but Thorfinn was there to help hold her together. He calmed her and showed her how to feel the forest as a human. It wasn't perfect and Freya was uncomfortable but she had hope. For the pair of them and for her future. Human or wolf, everything would be alright if Thorfinn was at her side. He'd promised to spend the next few days staying with her when he could. Offering to get her a room at the Inn so she'd be more comfortable. Freya was happy for the offer and agreed though only after bathing in the river.
There are parts of Thorfinn that Freya hadn't seen before he purposed to her. One was how he acted around Cassie. Freya and him walked her to school and it was probably the most adorable thing that Freya had ever seen. He took care of her when she was feeling sick and he dealt with her stubborn denial about being sick. No matter what situation they were in, she kept finding that Thorfinn made her smile. It was annoying but she liked it.
On Saturday she joined him and Sylvi on bathing day. It was fun, a little silly and they spoke a little bit about their future.
♫ Two howling moons
Cause there always there
Whatever I do
Nicknames: Mr. Maps-are-hard, Sylvi's Human, Lil' Thor, Balloon Head, Mine, Stupid, Snickerdoodle, kærastinn, Eiginmaður, Verndari, Thor Fanboy.