there was a need for this apparently

[spiderhorse]

[No one remembers the eight-legged horse these days. Not even his mother/father.

Sad times in the mythology stables, sad times indeed.]

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[spiderhorse]

[That? That is a really nice spot for her to have found and latched onto.

Oh, more flattery. Champion warrior? Hel yes he is! The steed of the Allfather whose spent plenty of time with his ravens and can travel anywhere is completely pleased at her words. As such, he whinnies again, lips parting back to reveal teeth carved with runes before his tongue parts out in a rather silly gesture.]

[fotlenke]

[She giggles again.]

You have your father's humor!

[She places a tiny kiss against his muzzle.]

Bless you, Brave Warrior.

[spiderhorse]

[Really? He doesn't see his father so much (or at all anymore), so he can't really compare. Either of his parents, that is.

Brave Warrior? Champion warrior? Yes, yes, give him more, more flattery! He'll just keep tossing his mane and whinnying for a moment before lifting three legs to stretch out at completely different angles.]

[fotlenke]

Have you seen great lands far beyond Asgard's walls? You have ridden over fields of death and blood. You must know far more than the Allfather himself.

[spiderhorse]

[Whoa, whoa, that's crazy talk, Sigyn! He's not Huginn or Muninn, after all, he doesn't get as much "out" time as them, but...but his animal eyes may sometimes catch more than his rider...more crazy talk!

He looks around before his eyes become half-lidded and he shakes his head uncertainly. If the Allfather ever heard of this...]

[fotlenke]

[Sigyn puts a gentle hand against Sleipnir's muzzle. A tender look in her eyes.]

It is all right, little one. I would laugh in the Allfather's face if given the chance. Think me reckless and silly. I am but Vanir after all. [She sighs.] I am bred of the most ill-reputed stock.

[spiderhorse]

[Heeey, hey, chill out, goddess. It's not like he's about to go running off the mouth about it all.

HEY ODIN GUESS WHAT SIGYN SAID TODAY

He's not the one whose duty it is to tell him everything that's been seen/heard in a day, after all.

At her mention of being one of ill-repute, he gives what can only be a horse's frown, chomping his teeth together a few times and exhaling loudly, some snot flying out a bit.]

[fotlenke]

[She laughs, wiping the mucus from her sleeve.]

Come now, Sleipnir. You know of my mother. Of the gold about her neck and its own story. Perhaps it is why I am so short than the other women of my age. [She takes his muzzle into her hands.] I am not reckless. I am compassionate. Let me believe this false truth a little longer.

[spiderhorse]

[A little longer? But she has forever and ever to believe as she will. She's a goddess, and immortal, after all. Kind of comes with the territory.

He allows her to take him between her hands, chomping his teeth a few times again before letting his tongue waffle about and cause her skin to become slippery.]

[fotlenke]

[She scrunches her nose a bit, still smiling. Her hands may now be sticky with horse saliva, but she doesn't care.]

I apologize for prattling. I am boring, I know.

[spiderhorse]

[Probably because it's the saliva of THE BEST HORSE EVER, right?

He shakes his head. No, she's not boring. He just doesn't know what to do besides slobber all over and let her pet him without being cranky about it.]

[fotlenke]

[She laughs.]

Do not reserve your actions, Sleipnir. I am not of the ladies who bounces about in silks and bemoans over broken footwear. I believe I even threw footwear at some ladies, once....

[spiderhorse]

[She's pretty cool, he won't lie. Maybe she and Loki will have a good love between them. He doesn't exactly get the paper about the gods unless the Allfather's raven's are feeling chatty to anyone but his rider.

But...this is nice. Nice enough.]

[fotlenke]

We should not spend time in such dreary conversation, Brave Warrior. For a moment, of brief but great freedom, you may do whatever it is you so wish. There is no Allfather to bind you within this odd realm.