My mouth dropped open as the wolf stood proudly in front of us. "Alls, what's up with the wolf?" Percy asked, unnerved. "That's... that's the wolf that brought me back..." I trailed off, shocked. The wolf stared at me, its eyes boring into my soul.
Geri and Freki, Odin's wolfs. When he feasts with the slain warriors (selected by the Valkyries.- the Einherjar) in Valhalla, he only indulges in the divine Mead, from the udders of the goat Heidrun. All other food offered to him he feeds to his wolves.
Inside each of us are two wolves. The one is Evil , the other is Good. There is a constant battle beteween them. The one who wins is the one you feed the most <3 i love this beyond words. One day i will have this tattoo :)