Ragnar bounded through the woods, eager to continue exploring. his human, Milo, finally trusted him enough after moving her to let him beyond the small screened in patio of their cabin in the mountain forest. Milo was a cautious man, especially with his animals. Odin got more attention, of course, being injured, but Ragnar didn't mind; he was much more content to roam about his new territory, perhaps climb a few trees and chase a few foxes.
the cabin out of sight, he wandered until just before dusk, far into the woods. The sound of a shuffle and the snap of a twig got him to stop in his tracks.
"Hvem er der?" (who's there?) he mewed loudly. he hoped his large size would be enough to intimidate a potential predator off.