Jade Fern Grove ɡäbəl

Landing roughly, Kristjan came nose to nose with a bristling fiend.

Hey… He knew those bristles!

Swift! The boys shouted at each other in unison. Were you making that terrible noise? I thought someone was dying! Kristjan snuffled all over Swift’s dark scruffy face, his concern melting into excitement as he began circling, tail up and wagging like the finger of stern nun. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with him, in fact, the teen seemed hale as ever, and the Loðbrók was just relieved to have finally found him.