Stavanger Bay sending a danger signal

As she got nearer Lagertha could see that the white wolf was a male and was heavily scented with Doe and Skellige. Recognizing the scent as the strong perfume that clung to her witchy little friend, Laggy relaxed significantly. 

He was a small man, not unlike her own build, nervous looking with yellow eyes. The Viking stopped a few feet from him, watching him in case Doe's lover was not so docile as he seemed. 

When it became clear that he was not threatening, Lagertha beamed a smile at him as her tail began to wag overtime. "Skol," she boomed, " 'M Laggy."