Lone wolf (Jor)

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Fenrir shifted uneasily in his cage, baring his teeth at anybody who even so much as looked his way - friend or foe, he didn't much care anymore. His cage was near enough to the others, but he was too much of a risk to be allowed any company in it. Every part of him that could be shackled had been so, but they still broke often enough - he might be in human form, but not all his immortal strength had left him, and ordinary iron was not enough to keep him for long.

Still, he had yet to escape fully, and the entire situation was far too much like gleipnir for his liking, so his mood had been steadily declining ever since he was captured. He was practically feral now, attempting to attack anybody who came near and constantly straining against his bonds.

He struggled again, a renewed effort that tore one of his arms free, the chain snapping with the force of his pull. The nearest guard went running, he knew he wasn't strong enough to secure Fenrir again, he would have to find somebody who was. Fenrir glowered at his retreating back even as he tugged at the other chains holding him there.

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Jormungandr wasn't sure why he'd been assigned guard duty, but he wasn't about to complain. It kept him out of the front lines, and out of sight, which was where he liked to be. He adjusted the armor the commander had forced him to don, annoyed that the damn stuff was just slightly too small for his tall frame. Not bothering with the helmet, he trudged toward the prison, glaring at anyone who got in his way. Devon and Balthazar slithered along behind him, hissing at anyone who almost stepped on them. He'd told the snakes to go do something else, but did they listen? Of course not.

Another guard went sprinting by, babbling something about one of the prisoners trying to escape again. Jor rolled his eyes. Clearly this guy was new to the whole 'keeping-prisoners' game. They always tried to escape. Pushing the incident from his mind, he wandered into the prisoners-of-war camp, and found that he actually recognized one of the people held prisoner.

"Fen?" he blurted out before he could really stop himself, eyes widening slightly as he saw his brother chained within one of the cages. One of the other guards gave him a suspicious look, one hand lowering to his blade. Ignoring him, Jor walked over to the cage Fenrir was in, rapping his knuckles against the metal bars as he drawled, "Boy, you sure do get locked up a lot. Maybe you should reconsider your life choices."

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Fenrir snarled automatically upon hearing his name, not quite registering who it was that was saying it. It didn't have the same blood-chilling impact that it used to when he was actually a wolf, but it was a pretty vicious sound all the same. The words, when they sunk in, made him glare and strain against the remaining shackles holding him, the one around his other arm creaking ominously with the force of his pull.

It was glaring that helped, in the end, because it meant he was looking at his supposed taunter long enough to recognise him. He stopped pulling as if to attack and dropped back warily, frowning at his brother.

"You aren't funny," he said bluntly, the words seeming to be even more of an effort than usual. Not talkative at the best of times, he'd become particularly inarticulate since being imprisoned.

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When Fenrir snarled, the remaining guards who dared come anywhere near the cage jumped back. Jor, however, didn't so much as bat an eye. He was already fairly used to his brother's temper. Raising an eyebrow, he waited patiently for the wolf to come to his senses, crossing his arms over his chest and inspecting the cuff of his sleeve in a very nonchalant manner. Once his brother's fury had subsided remotely, he flashed a lopsided grin in his direction. "You're right. I'm not funny. I'm hilarious," he grinned, having just a bit too much fun taunting his brother.

"So what exactly did you do this time?" he sighed, tapping a finger against the bars of Fenrir's cage. The metal echoed dully under his fingertips, and he could hear the instability of the steel. Such a pity. Had they tried just a bit harder, they still would have been disappointed. Jor had no doubt that his brother would eventually rip his way out of this steel trap, but it was more a question of when. "I do hope nobody is missing a hand," he added on dryly, smirking slightly as he recalled the stories he'd heard about the ordeal with Týr. "Although, if someone is missing a limb because of you, I'll be quite impressed."

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Fenrir just favoured his brother with a sullen glare instead of a response, he'd never particularly shared his brother's sense of humour, or his father's for that matter, so most of their jokes often passed him by completely. Right now he wasn't particularly in the mood for them at all, but he would tolerate it far more than if it had come from anyone else.

"There were many of them, it was an ambush," they hadn't even been ambushing him, he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, but of course he hadn't reacted well to being attacked and they'd been close enough to call for reinforcements. He'd taken down a lot of them, but in the end there were just too many. At first they'd tried imprisoning him normally, but they'd quickly realised that they would need more than a single chain to keep him caged.

"He brought that on himself," he muttered darkly, still irritated about the whole situation. The hand had been offered as insurance, and then they had gone back on their word, he could hardly be blamed for biting it off.

"No limbs missing. Several lives." If they sent inexperienced soldiers to rechain him, they often didn't return.

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Jor was a bit unnerved by his brother's attitude towards him. Yes, he'd been on Fenrir's bad side on more than one occasion, but then, he'd been much larger than his brother than, and the wolf hadn't posed as much of a threat then. Now, they were mostly the same size, and Fenrir just looked a bit more intimidating when you could actually see the rage in his face. He made no move to back up, though, and he kept his face carefully neutral as he listened to what exactly had happened. The snake felt a bit of remorse that Fenrir had been caught and chained in such a manner. He probably hadn't actually done anything, but Jor had come to discover just how harsh Wayron soldiers could be.

He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the wolf's response to his jab about the now-handless Týr. "And you brought it on yourself by falling to their petty games," he drawled. "At least I had a legitimate reason for my imprisonment. I just got thrown places." He really shouldn't be taunting Fenrir about that.

But Jor had realized that there wasn't any way for him to free his brother without being considered a traitor by Wayron. And he'd worked so hard to worm his way into their ranks. He couldn't just give up, not while the game was still afoot. However, if Fenrir escaped under his watch, he'd just get a stern talking-to and possibly some punishment.

And what better way to get Fenrir to escape then to annoy the everloving daylights out of him? The wolf had ripped through the other chains due to rage and annoyance, so if he could really piss him off, Jor had no doubt that his brother would tear through the bars like they were paper. Smirking, he snickered, "Oh? Only several?" Clicking his tongue, he shook his head. "And here I thought you'd have at least managed to put a whole squadron out of commission. Guess you're getting rusty, bro."

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Just because Fenrir could withstand Jor's jokes and comments much longer than he'd stand anybody else's, it didn't mean he would put up with them indefinitely, and insinuating that his imprisonment had been his own fault was not something Fenrir wanted to hear. He growled automatically, too annoyed to really form proper words and falling back on his old habits. He tensed, eyes narrowing at his brother, the growl a warning that he was about to lose it.

Jor, of course, didn't seem to notice and just continued to taunt him - Fenrir was too enraged to see what his brother was trying to do, though even if he'd been calmer he probably wouldn't have entirely understood it, so the words pushed him over the edge again and he launched himself towards the other man with another snarl. A second chain snapped and his arms were free, though there were still plenty of chains to go, he strained against them, reaching out towards the bars of his cage, like he was trying to claw at Jor despite being too far away to reach him.

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Jor was thoroughly amused.

Oh, he was fairly certain that Fenrir would beat the ever-living Hel out of him once he was free, but for now, the snake reveled in irritating the wolf. Fen clearly didn't understand his plan - not that he'd been expecting the wolf to - which both complicated things and made them even better.

His grin spread as the second chain snapped and Fenrir lunged at him, only to be held back by more chains. "Ooh, what are you gonna do?" he taunted. "You're stuck in there while I'm out here." As if to prove his point, he hopped back up to his feet, circling the cage and skipping as he went. He was laying it on a bit thick, but he really couldn't tease anyone in the camp like this. He'd already spent his time in the prisoner's camp, and he wasn't keen on going back there.