----------Artio's Perspective----------



"So what exactly are you doing out here?" Simi Freyadottir. If my understanding of Norse is correct that would mean this girl is a daughter of Freya.



"I'm looking for my Uncle's golden boar. He said if I find it then he'll train me to use a sword like he does." Her uncle. . . Freyr?



"Wouldn't you rather learn from your parents?"



"I have learned from them, but my Uncle's got this flying sword, it's really cool."



"I see. . ."



"So what are you doing out here Artio..?"



"I've come here to learn. Just as your pantheon studies the others, I've come to study yours. However I don't care much for mortal writings. I'd much rather learn about the gods first hand."



Before Simi can speak another word a winged goddess descends from the canopy and lands between us, her sword drawn. "Jotunn! Some ways from home aren't you?"



"Do I appear giant to you?"



Simi grabs the goddess' arm. "Mom, this is Artio. She's the Celtic Goddess of Bears." So this must be Freya.



"Goddess of Bears? And why should I believe that?"



I sigh and take on my bear form. "How about now?"



Freya sheathes her sword and crosses her arms. "That doesn't prove much. Loki and his sons can transform into animals too."



I return to my druid form. "I don't care what you think I am. I know who I am, and I must gain entrance into Asgard."



---------Bastet's Perspective-----------



"Okay so... Trigul." I point to the cat with the white nose "Just kidding! Bygul!" Bygul purrs and comes to my side. "And you're Trigul." The one with splotches comes to my other side. I hug them both, the two are so big and fluffy! How could I ever leave Asgard???



The door swings open to Freya's Youngest daughter Noss riding on a golden boar. "Auntie Bastet! Look what I found." It warms my heart everytime she calls me that.



I stand up and start to walk towards her but when I blink the boar and her are suddenly right in front of me. "That thing's pretty fast."



"His name is Gullinbursti, at least I think it is... I think he's my Uncle's boar."



"Freyr?"



"Yeah!"



"Do you have to return it to him. . ?"



She looks at the ground. "He doesn't know I have him. . ."



"You stole it?"



"N-nooo! I found him eating from Momma's garden."



I didn't even know Freya had a garden. "Don't you think you should return him?"



She looks at the ground again and says so sadly. "I don't wanna. . ." Mini-Freya is too precious!!!



I pet her head. "Why don't you just ride around until you find him? He's probably worried sick about Gullinbursti. He'd probably let you keep him." At least for a little while.



She cheers right up. "Okay!" Then she's gone in a flash. How that little girl can hold on to a boar going that fast is beyond me. I'm not even sure I could hold on while riding that thing.



I can't stop staring at the open door. Freya's eldest, Simi comes in riding a bear. Wait what?!



---------Sol's Perspective----------



"Asgard is so beautiful!!!" I still can hardly believe this is real. Frigg let me come down from my chariot. I don't have to run from those damn wolves anymore. Mani is going to be here any minute, it's been so long since I've talked to him.



The watchman Heimdall is at my side, he's so tall. He looks so serious. "Now Lady Sol" I squeak. No one's ever called me Lady before. ". . .Until we can get your house built you're going to have to find a god or goddess to stay with."



"What if I want to stay with you Heimdall?"



"I don't have a home, because I never rest."



"Seriously?"



"No. I'm joking." He says it so seriously I'm still not sure! "You're going to have to pick someone else."



"What about Hel?"



"Lady Hel doesn't live in Asgard. She lives in Niflheim. You may stay with her father Loki-"



"What about Freya?" I really don't want to stay with Loki. . .considering the things I've heard about him.



"Lady Freya currently has a lot of people staying with her. You can ask her if she might accommodate you." If she says no I'm not really sure where else to go. I've only really met the Norse gods who are on the battlefield.



"Oh! What about Thor?"



"Thor is about to leave for a quest of some kind. You can stay with his wife Sif. She's very kind." Oh I know Sif. She has the golden hair and that's pretty much the extent of my knowledge on her. . .



"Where's Thor going?"



Heimdall stops walking. "I can not say. . ." weird. . .



"So, if everyone says no. Then can I stay with you?"



He slowly turns his head towards me. His gaze pierces my soul. His stare is kind of frightening.



I straighten my stance, and stare back at him though I'm sure my eyes aren't as frightening. ". . ."



"No." Drat!



