He's not that giant; he might be a god but that doesn't mean he's an exceptionally large hawk, it's only the awkward flapping of wings while he tries to figure out how to navigate this frozen water thing that makes him look abnormally sized. Another flap or two and he thinks he's got it. Maybe.
The dog-wolf-thing comes at him and he shrieks at it too, stretching his wings to make himself look bigger. He's not afraid of you. Much. HE IS A GOD.
When he remembers, anyway.
Words. He can make words. He pulls them from the ether and tries to get them out but all that results is another shriek. He can do this. He knows how. Focus. He had a Purpose.
There's a shiver in the air and the bird blinks, and then there's a naked man crouched on the ground and staring at the pair of them with piercing eyes. He pulls in a breath, collects his words, and opens his mouth.
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The dog-wolf-thing comes at him and he shrieks at it too, stretching his wings to make himself look bigger. He's not afraid of you. Much. HE IS A GOD.
When he remembers, anyway.
Words. He can make words. He pulls them from the ether and tries to get them out but all that results is another shriek. He can do this. He knows how. Focus. He had a Purpose.
There's a shiver in the air and the bird blinks, and then there's a naked man crouched on the ground and staring at the pair of them with piercing eyes. He pulls in a breath, collects his words, and opens his mouth.
"No. Asgard either. Not like you, wolf-dog."