Ravensblood Forest Hide and Seek with Odin

Tveir walked across the soft mossy ground of the forest. This forest it was both a blessing and a curse. His parents both loved it, and he wanted to find out why. As he walked the youngest son of Ragnar thought on the different gods he had heard stories of. He had heard of them, and his mother she followed Frigga and Freya and his father followed Odin, but who could he follow? Who would he find to be his muse? the God or Goddess that would speak to him most. He held the upmost respect for all the gods and goddesses, but he wanted a guide for his own. He sighed as he walked both in frustration and in awe. The forest was indeed awe inspiring, he looked to the tree tops hoping for a glimpse of the ravens his father so revered, he would love to see them, not that he doubted they were there. He just wanted to see them, see them there. He smiled as he walked happy and content. His father and mother were right to love this place it was beautiful.