Sequoia Coast ut i skuma

no obligation to join lieu! <3 for reference to whomever snags this: aegir’s chilling in that empty space east of dragoncrest cliffs.

as aegir paces the soft and cold sand, a light tan of his once island home, a light snow begins to fall; snowclouds hanging heavy and drab grey over a sunrise that was once a beautiful myriad of vibrant, candyfloss purples and pinks. though @Njord and him had set out on their journey together, initially, their paths had separated — the reason of why aegir could no longer remember; bad weather, perhaps? regardless, it leaves aegir feeling the absence of his brother keenly; admittedly far more keenly than leaving the nest and by proxy angrboda behind. his time spent with wandering clans with no claim to call home was educational and hard at best.

the familiar rumble of the sea, at least, brings with it a deep rooted sense of comfort. though he was never as religious as his grandfather, axolotl, he was a coastal wolf thru and thru and there was a sense of his identity rooted in the sea. it blessed them with food: fish, delicacies, and seaweed to better preserve their meats; and so long as he was near the sea he did not feel quite so lost …despite that he was in fact, lost.

as the snow begins to fall heavier and makes the conditions slightly more challenging, aegir veers off of the sand and onto solid ground in the hopes of finding shelter.