Heven, no "A" involved if you want to distinguish it in your head. The warriors are winged women of incredible power, not so much going on from the neck up.

[ He highly doubts there is anyone else Verity is this touchy-feely with, but that works out because no one else gets this close to Loki either. With one arm draped around her, the fingers of his free hand trail up and down her arm, his chin buried in pink hair as they settle in for storytime. ]

A long, long time ago in time immemorial, back when mammoths roamed the earth, there was to be a war between Heven and Asgard for various political reasons. The Queen of Heven stole the child of Odin and Freyja, the firstborn of the Aesir and Vanir, but she made it look as though the baby had been slaughtered. Years rolled on, and the baby grew up to be the Huntress of the Angels, a warrior so strong that she could beat down her brother, the God of Thunder, when he came looking for her.

They didn't know they were related until they almost destroyed one another. However! Just in time, the dashing God of Lies brought Odin back from a night without morning, a night that has lasted a full year and a thousand years, and a thousand-thousand more. Her hair looked great, by the way. Full of all the mischief she'd been getting up to throughout this story, behind the scenes.

And Odin said to Thor, "Bow to your kin, thought lost to us forever! Bow to your sister. Aldrif Odinsdottir".