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[Luciferr]

FENRISULFR

▼ — when the weak court death, they find it.

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Fenrisulfr returned the smile, he hadn't expected to meet other beings considered gods from different pantheons when he'd first joined the swamp marked wood, but it hadn't been an unwelcome surprise - if anything it was quite the interest, he and his siblings knew of others like them that weren't part of their 'ascendant' family but rarely if ever encountered them - it had caused them to simply assume they must all keep to themselves and simply didn't seek those not of their own out.

It was nice to be proven wrong in that assumption, that simply because they were of different pantheons so to speak that it wasn't cause for strife - he was well aware some thought themselves the only one of such and such.

But war shook his head with a slight bitter tang to his smile now "ah, something like that" he agreed - the slight bags spoke for themselves to the wolf's own exhaustion, perhaps he would sleep better later but alas it seemed to have eluded him last night.

His ears perked at the second question and he inclined his head "I find it suits me despite the murk - though I've yet to encounter everyone here I do believe" he mused with a slight hum "I certainly didn't expect others like me but it's a welcome surprise" he offered a friendly grin, silver-blue eyes turning back from where he'd been glancing around - his char black and flame orange fur form catching the edges of the sunlight, lighting the orange tips like a fiery glow themselves whilst they caught on the dragoness in front of him and glowed against obsidian and gold.

"what of you? Is Tanglewood everything you thought it might be when you joined?" truly he was genuinely curious, his fellow God didn't seem at first glance what one would expect of a place called Tanglewood but then that could be said of himself.

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▲ — MALE. TANGLEWOOD. VERY HARD. REF. BIO. — ▲

#psychosocial.