"No little boys should be travelling into the forest after dark. Doesn't matter if you're a god, giant or something in between - There will always be creatures ready and waiting to snatch you up in the middle of the night."
Thankfully for Atreus, someone had been watching him from the treetops while he foolishly ran deeper into the woods during a nightly hunt. That same someone summoned a magical root from the ground and caught little BOI before he could travel any deeper.
Of course, the little shit wasn't happy with this service. Kept bitching about unimportant things like, "I don't know who you are!" - "These vines are too tight!" - "Are you taking my boots off?!" - "My feet are FREEZING!"
Kitla ignored his rude comments. She was too occupied running her fingers along the soles of his icy-smooth feet. This seemed to cheer up Atreus a little, making him smile and giggle. Maybe Kitla would keep him company a while longer... The night has only just begun, after all.
