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"Ah, what a catch..."
"Brother, you might want to duck--"
Thor did as was told and a wolf jumped over his head. Loki soon succeeded in stabbing it.
But they were now surrounded by a pack of wolves... black, white and grey...huge with ferocius teeth, snarling at the five of them.
"Oh, Valhalla!" said Sif as she steadied her sword and sheild.
"Be calm." Hogun held his Mace tightly. They formed a circle, their backs to each other.
"Must've bought my Mjolnir" Thor sighed dejectedly.
"Tyr's working on it.." Loki said.
"I know..." Thor sighed again.
"Can you stop doing that!?" Sif scolded.
"What?!" Thor grumbled.
And the fight began, Dead wolves being littered all over the place, All five with gashes on their arms.
"Ah.," Sif screamed as she held her forearm tightly. A wolf seemed to have scratched her.
"Sif." Loki kneeled beside her and tried to heal the wound with his magic.
"Hurry up...we have to get her to the palace," Loki said with an alarm in his voice. "End this...quick."
Thor mustered all his strength and lashed at every beast that came their way. His hammer slipped and a black one lunged at him, tackling him to the ground.
Asgardian animals were very strong, the reason why they are avoided. Thor just hoped his friends wouldn't get hurt because of his recklessness and drive for adventure.
Just then, a shot was fired and the beast fell off Thor's self. What followed was a series of fires that quickly killed the remaining creatures. And when it all cleared...amongst the trees was his Brother Tyr, holding a gun in one hand and the reins of his horse in another. There was a smirk on his face.
"Tyr!" Loki cried with relief and guided a wounded Sif to his horse.
Everyone found their horses eventually and started for the palace.
"That was quite fun!... When are we going for another?" Fandral exclaimed with a bloody mouth.