[PRP] A fair match (Njord x Freya) [Fin]

[ChexaRain]

"You're just growing it yourself, aren't you?" She chuckled, nudging him lightly in the shoulder with her own in a teasing manner. She'd managed to try it a few times, but the stuff was strictly off-limits when her mother was around. She'd learned a pretty powerful lesson growing up: that woman was crazy. If you valued anything, it couldn't be anything that could "hinder" you, though she had the suspicion that her mother dabbled in it when she wasn't looking.

AstoriaFallen

 

[ChexaRain]

She graciously picked up a sprig and let it dangle in her mouth as she spoke, "It's not spying unless you're unaware of it... and I have 3 siblings, one is my twin." She mulled over his comment on the size of his own brood and tilted to head to one side, unsure if it was average or large, "It must've been such fun. I can't imagine anything more than what I grew up with being any less."

AstoriaFallen

 

[ChexaRain]

She dramatically rolled her eyes, "It would've been better if our names were a little more... not identical. There's only so many times you can hear 'Freyr' and think you're being called.... and yes, she DID name us Freya and Freyr." She shook her head with a sigh, but flashed him a smile, "It was easy to get him in trouble for things he didn't do, though. Being the 'delicate' cub I was at the time." She certainly hoped it was just 'at the time', as much as her mother seemed to rant about it now.

AstoriaFallen

 

[ChexaRain]

She shook her head, "No, I don't think... well, our mother kind of made it a competitive lifestyle. We had associations, but friends weren't really all that common, much less bonding." She looked at Njord, slimming her eyes, "Actually, I'm pretty sure I've only ever been close with one lioness.... she was a Thrall until they could trace her back to old blood, but..." She snorted, though her expression was almost motherly, "She's as flowery as they get."

AstoriaFallen

 

[ChexaRain]

She nodded, but after thinking a moment, she answered, "Yes, my mother was quite the same... only she goes a bit further and demands...." She averted her gaze, "Strong... husbands... and grandchildren." She shakes her head and proceeds to chew up the mint that had been dangling at her lip for far too long. With his last question, she visibly flinched, but quickly recovered, "What... I want to do..." She flashed him a look, "Maybe see if, for next Breytast Vindar, someone could take a chunk out of my mother's hide." She brightened, "I'll watch from a close distance."

AstoriaFallen

Maybe with another SB? X'D Freya is tapping out for a bit.

 

[ChexaRain]

Shaking her head, she gestured towards herself, "A Reaver, same as myself.... and I'm not fond of the idea of you being too close to her hide." She raised a brow, "She might try to 'arrange us to meet' when you win." Considering she was constantly beating her mother in spars, she had no doubts Njord would easily knock her over. "But maybe you can suggest the idea to your Thrall friend, she certainly deserves the status claim if she has you friendship."

AstoriaFallen

Maybe with another SB? X'D Freya is tapping out for a bit.

 

[ChexaRain]

She laughed, batting her eyes, "Is that a proposal I should consider?" She teased lightly, though deep down the idea did give her a butterfly or two. Her mother would probably die an early death or try to throw a party, depending on her mood she assumed, and how she would see Njord. She nodded, "Yes, it's best I suppose. Wouldn't want any rumors reaching maternal ears." She smirked. It was nice knowing someone else had the same upbringing that she'd had... especially someone who could have her lain out as easily as a rug.

AstoriaFallen

Hmm.... I have a few thralls with no RP yet, or there's Freya's friend Astrid. He could mistake Orra as a relative to Freya also, considering she has the same colors, just as different markings.