All Da Single Ladies!

A read only! Rping with myself don't mind me.

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Ragnar laid down on outside the cave of his den with a heavy sigh, his front legs over the cliff edge. Sindri sat at his side, her attention on the snow dusted mountains of their home. Ragnar had many things to be grateful, happy and prideful for yet he wanted more. Ragnar was four now. Damn near middle aged. He didn't want to wait for the war to end, not knowing the outcome of it. Didn't want to see if he would die from it and with it, die the name of Stormborn.

“We lost Gunthur when we arrived here and only the gods no where Asgeir fled to.”

Both his two sons and so all of them were gone. Young men by now that could have helped to rise the Stormborn name and make a jealous father of himself. He loved his girls but in order for the Stormborn to go on after he died, he needed sons.

“I'd like a woman who will take the name of Stormborn. Who has a love for children, whom might bare many so that our namesake will last through the generations as my Archer blood before it. A woman of strong heart and mind, even if not completely by strength. ” Though he would be lying if he said he did not wish for that, too.

He had slept with Chiharu but never saw her again. Ragnar didn't even know if something had become of their time though knew know that ir was no matter. They were at enemies by default now. The Queens of Elysium also had been his for a night yet knew their litter together was their own. Something special, something magical which he could not (would not) touch.
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“And what of @Freya? She may birth you a son.” She was no fool to his affections towards her, nor his cuppling with her, either. There were no secrets between she and Ragnar. She knew everything. They were the best of friends and personally, Ragnar was all Sindri had. All that she trusted and loved endlessly.

She thought then, she could give him the children he so desired. She didn't say it for certain Ragnar already knew. He needed only but to ask. Ragnar had no means to use her in such a manner, however. She was not a baby machine to him and Sindi also knew he wanted not just children, but a woman at his side. A woman who endlessly was loyal and loving to him. One strong, independent and good for the pack. One that did not at all need Ragnar, but wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Ragnar wanted her now, this unknown woman. Sindri could see it in his eyes. It was likely even he hadn't even met this woman yet...
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“She may...” He breathes heavily, “But Freya is a goddess, as was @Chantico.” Not to mention, Freya's coat held the scent of many men. A Goddess of love, war, beauty and lust- there was no taming her. He wanted a strong, beautiful and devout woman at his side to call his own. “To them, this is but a chapter in their eternal lives and I am but a simple-minded mortal.”

Even if one of them did learn to love him (if Freya, truly, could love him), it would not be in the same manner as his love to them. She would love him as she loved many and in knowing he was but one of many more to come in her endless journey of lives.

Ragnar did not know if he would be blessed to be born again. Did not know if he wanted to, if it meant leaving the halls of Valhalla or the heaven of The Old Gods. This was his one and only chance and wanted to make sure he did it right.
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Sindri falls silent a moment.

She lifts a foreleg, placing it down on the wild and ruffled furs at Ragnar's nape.

“We will find you your Queen.”

And so, they would.
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