[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:10pt]The clouds were rolling today.
It had gone from a relatively clear morning to a cloudy afternoon, and the clouds were turning darker and darker. Distant thunder boomed in the distance and Haldor could be seen in the open space, looking as if he were standing before a king. The king, however, wasn't a mortal. The king was the lightning and clouds in the sky; the god of thunder, Thor. His own father. And Thor didn't seem very happy.
The white lion looked at the ground, blue eyes fixated onto the grass surrounding his paws. The mild thunder got closer, though, so Haldor looked to the rolling clouds, frowning. "So, you've finally found me." The thunder seemed to rumble in response. Haldor waited a moment before getting to his paws. "Have I caught your attention now, father? Are you here to once again tell me how disappointed you are?" His Scandinavian accent was prominent. It was sharp like a blade; sounding angrier by the second.
Haldor narrowed his eyes as the thunder boomed louder, and he growled louder in response, "I know that you're angry about almáttigr," his sword, "and no, I didn't lose it. Someone took it from right under my nose." The thunder crackled, and Haldor perked his ears, as if he knew what it was saying. It was a strange sight, really, but perhaps the thunder god was speaking to Haldor in a way that mortals could not hear.
Suddenly, things took a sharp turn. The lion gritted his fangs, twitching his tail, and he snarled, "I'M NOT COMING HOME! I'm staying here, where I can choose my own destiny." The thunder boomed loudly, and lightning lit up the sky, crackling powerfully. "OH YEAH? COME DOWN AND FIGHT LIKE A REAL MAN! I'll show you how strong I really am! I'm not afraid of you." Haldor roared back, claws digging into the ground angrily. Unlike Ashbringer, who had been practically speaking to no one, Haldor was talking to his own father. He may have looked crazy, but perhaps the mortals wouldn't understand.
The clouds started to lighten, and the thunder seemed to go away. It seemed that the conversation was over. "You coward! Some god you are." Haldor roared in frustration.
The lion marched forward and let out a growl. Haldor shook his head and paced for a little bit before, smashing a good-sized hole in the ground thanks to his abnormal strength abilities. He looked like he was about to explode.