Fenris Wasn’t Missed

Taira stared through one eye at the man in white and gold robes floating within this simple black space. 

It had been a while since he had seen the fallen beast god, over fifty years actually. 

He had taken for granted just how wonderful that time of peace was. 

"I can tell that you're thinking about something incredibly insulting right now and you'll stop it if you know what's good for you!"

"...Hmph.."

Fenris showed a smile that was not a smile as he cracked his knuckles menacingly. 

"I see that in the time that I have taken my eyes off of you you've become rather arrogant! It seems as though it falls to me to pound some respect into that stupid muzzle of your-"

"Last we spoke you told me you were going to visit me again in fourteen days before disappearing. What changed?" 

Fenris' rage seemed to be temporarily halted and he made a face as if he were remembering something unpleasant.