As she waited for her brother's patrol, she lost herself within the sea. Her eyes followed the waves back and forth before scouring the shoreline, wondering what treasures lay buried in the sands. Hati took pleasure in the most simple things, even shells; but for Ragnar, treasure was held at a higher standard than shells. The more she explored the beaches from afar, the more excited she was to finally get to know the part of her family she had not yet had a chance to meet. Perhaps now she could apologize to Sköll if he was still here, but was not worried if he wasn't. Forgiveness wasn't completely unknown to them.
Her ear pulled and she followed, suddenly awake from her ocean dreams. Ragnar had materialized while she was distracted and she patted her tail softly against the ground to greet him. She took a small step forward and ducked her head, touching her nose to the bottom of his chin before pulling back. "Ragnar," she said with a smile, glancing back toward the sea for a moment. "A hidden gem," she breathed, regarding the cove. She turned back to him and offered an apologetic smile. "There was much to see," she started with a soft chuckle, "but I am ready to join you." This place was not like their home. There were many things to see, new things, and new people. She dare not approach boundaries she could smell, but she did observe. Traveling alone, however, was not something she quite preferred to do, especially after losing her companion, Sköll.
Shaking her thoughts away, she curiously eyed her brother for a moment before a sly smile crept onto her face. She sniffed toward him gently and cocked her head. "You have little ones?" she asked, excitement dancing on her tongue. She herself was barely a yearling, but through Sköll she learned great patience and the importance of young. They were vital and Sköll's teachings had not gone unnoticed, however subtle some may have been.