You woke up to yet another cold day on Fenrir, your girlfriend's homeplanet. It was probably roughly -17 C° outside... Glad Summer is finally starting to kick in! You get out of the very large bed to find that you partner wasn't in there with you. Ah, probably out doing her duties... You did your daily ritual of doing some stretching, brushing your teeth, eating breakfast (which mainly contained giant-bear meat, but what can you do?) and put on your clothes. Of course, you put on the wolf pelt your girlfriend gave you when you first got here, feeling the end of it drag across the floor ever so slightly.

You got out of your room and now came another morning task: finding your way out of this Palace. It took you almost an hour, but traversing through many trophy rooms and halls of fame, you finally made it outside! Hooray! There was another snowstorm today. Boo!

You got yourself situated in a Royal Carriage and travelled to the city your girlfriend usually heads to after her long days of hunting by locomotive. As soon as you got off, you contently took in the Nordic and Viking aesthetic of the... Rather massive hive city and want to the Inperial Tavern.

After making your way through the guards, you went inside and looked for your girlfriend, passing through many swathes of the famous Space-Wolf Space Marines, all of which were more than 8ft tall. Eventually, you found just the girl you were looking for! Leman Russ! Wearing her Legendary Primarch armour and surrounded by her sons! Your girlfriend...

You approached her, hearing her boast about yet another one of her exaggerated tales and drinking mead that literally kills people. Her favourite!

"So there I was, right? My entire Imperial Guard regiment, gone! Within the blink of an eye! That damned giant wolf got the better of 'em! But I taught it a lesson for ever talking Grox shi about my mother! After a long battle, the Legendary beast had felled to this very axe!"

She said, raising an axe to the air, gaining applause and cheers from her Sons.