Post by mildofthewild on Feb 23, 2020 18:01:26 GMT -5
Sif munches slowly on one of her meats on a stick, enraptured by Idol's tales of everything he's learned. 11 years? Wrestling masters? Boots?! Her eyes seem to sparkle, and she hangs on every word, only taking a big gulp when he expressed interest in her bear wrestling.
"W-well, it's not that impressive," Sif says, scratching her chin thoughtfully as she thinks back. "Pigs, on one hand, they ain't no joke, lemme tell you right now. You get a pig riled up, they'll put you flat on yer bottom! And on the Pkt. Archipelago, we had wild pigs that might as well be wrasslin' with boulders. You have to learn how to use that speed of theirs against em; grab em by the horns, like." As Sif says this, she mimics the action, her own hair bristling as she remembers being a young 12 year old, wrangling and bringing a pig down to the ground. Her fingers twitch excitedly as she remembers. "Eventually, you build yourself up to bigger n' bigger things. One time, my brother and I went toe to toe with a mountain goat...that was a sore few days," she says, rubbing the back of her neck and chuckling lightly.
"But yer right; bears are a whole 'nother thing. Fact, figure I oughta come clean, I uh...I've never actually beaten a bear." While sheepish, Sif thinks back to the lone enemy that was the bane of her every thought. No matter how many boulders she threw, no matter how many trees she pushed, she couldn't beat that damn bear...
"I called 'er Ursa Major. When I say she was mean, she was right mean..." Idol might have figured she would begin telling him about how it ransacked their family's crops or maybe even ran off with one of her siblings...but, surprisingly, it was a little less dramatic.
"She'd tap on my window at night, keep me from gettin' sleep! I'd walk outta the house, and the darn thing would put a bucket of water that fell on me! And worse of all...if I broke a boulder, it'd make me watch as it broke a bigger one! Ooooooooh, I hated Ursa Major! Worst of all, couldn't even describe it to ya. Darn bear wore a mask," and at this, Sif's face went beet red, frustration causing her to puff her cheeks out.
"So you gotta show me these masters! I'll do anythin' to beat that bear one day! You can't imagine all the humiliations I went through!" Sif's voice cracks as she thinks back on all the times Ursa suplexed her, picked her up in a fireman carry, placed her in leg locks, pile drived her, the list goes on...
"If you were to teach me, I'd take that too! Surely you'd be a master, wouldn't ya? With your help, I could wipe that smug grin off that ole bear..."
"W-well, it's not that impressive," Sif says, scratching her chin thoughtfully as she thinks back. "Pigs, on one hand, they ain't no joke, lemme tell you right now. You get a pig riled up, they'll put you flat on yer bottom! And on the Pkt. Archipelago, we had wild pigs that might as well be wrasslin' with boulders. You have to learn how to use that speed of theirs against em; grab em by the horns, like." As Sif says this, she mimics the action, her own hair bristling as she remembers being a young 12 year old, wrangling and bringing a pig down to the ground. Her fingers twitch excitedly as she remembers. "Eventually, you build yourself up to bigger n' bigger things. One time, my brother and I went toe to toe with a mountain goat...that was a sore few days," she says, rubbing the back of her neck and chuckling lightly.
"But yer right; bears are a whole 'nother thing. Fact, figure I oughta come clean, I uh...I've never actually beaten a bear." While sheepish, Sif thinks back to the lone enemy that was the bane of her every thought. No matter how many boulders she threw, no matter how many trees she pushed, she couldn't beat that damn bear...
"I called 'er Ursa Major. When I say she was mean, she was right mean..." Idol might have figured she would begin telling him about how it ransacked their family's crops or maybe even ran off with one of her siblings...but, surprisingly, it was a little less dramatic.
"She'd tap on my window at night, keep me from gettin' sleep! I'd walk outta the house, and the darn thing would put a bucket of water that fell on me! And worse of all...if I broke a boulder, it'd make me watch as it broke a bigger one! Ooooooooh, I hated Ursa Major! Worst of all, couldn't even describe it to ya. Darn bear wore a mask," and at this, Sif's face went beet red, frustration causing her to puff her cheeks out.
"So you gotta show me these masters! I'll do anythin' to beat that bear one day! You can't imagine all the humiliations I went through!" Sif's voice cracks as she thinks back on all the times Ursa suplexed her, picked her up in a fireman carry, placed her in leg locks, pile drived her, the list goes on...
"If you were to teach me, I'd take that too! Surely you'd be a master, wouldn't ya? With your help, I could wipe that smug grin off that ole bear..."