Stone Circle hvað er þetta, hvað er þetta?

She'd been all too prepared to go on the defense when a big russet shape forms in front of her. She pauses, dumbfounded, before she realizes — it's Skáld!
JÁ!! her little face suddenly alight with glee, a change all too sudden given her previous display of contempt. Now, she didn't want to run off — she wanted to play!
Náðu honum! She hurtles her chubby little body straight for Skáld's hind leg, puppy teeth gnashing for his heels. In her mind's eye, he is her trusty steed and she is a great warrior empress, and Faðir is a big, scary bear! She leaps headfirst into battle, yapping at the top of her high-pitched lungs, darting to and fro and enticing papa to just try to bring her down!