What’s a Fenrir, Anyway? by Coral Moore
I’ve long been fascinated with Norse mythology. I prefer the northern myths to most other flavors because their gods and goddess seem more complicated and more flawed. You’re just as likely to find the Norse pantheon arguing over dinner as imposing their will on hapless mortals. In fact, in contrast to their Greek and Roman cousins, the Norse gods are more concerned with their own business on a day-to-day basis than whatever their subjects are up to.
Most of the activity of the old northern gods was focused on preventing the coming of Ragnarok, the Norse version of doomsday. Well, except for one fellow named Loki. He doesn’t want Ragnarok to happen, exactly; it’s just that he really doesn’t care one way or another, and in general he just likes causing mischief. You may be wondering what all that has to do with my subject. Simple, Loki is the father of the beast Fenrir. The trickster had a penchant for fathering—and actually giving birth to in at least once instance—troublesome offspring via his over- active libido.
