#frekki

Here’s Frekki. One of the last living nature gods living on by disguising themself as a humble plant nursery owner.

Odin, King of Asgard with his four companions: Hugin, Munin, Geri, and Frekki! Not sure about the outfit, but this was mostly to put a face to the person I've created in my story.

“It was probably just a bad dream.”

Frekki shook their head, this one was sweet - he’d hushed them gently when they’d woken up screaming, trembling, though they suspected they’d scared him half to death. So very sweet but so very human.

They frowned, pushing out of their companion’s arms, and began stomping around the room, disrupting their jungle of house plants, rifling through the piles of junk (treasure, to some) that littered the place. From a small metal box they retrieved a sewing needle, pricked a figertip with it’s point. The quick wince of pain sent shudders down their spine, but all such shudders were stopped short when a tiny bright bead of red bulged to the site of the wound.

“I don’t dream.”

Frekki shook their head again.

Frekki - shape-shifting guardian spirit of a forest that was built over long ago. These days they spend most of their time spooking kids in parks, fighting demons and lounging around at home.