After traveling on foot for days, Freja had stopped in her friends settlement. The settlement had gained quite a bit of popularity in the area, and had many residents with Tristan in control of the area. Having been put up in Tristan's own home, she was quite happy to see her friend. An assassin by trade, Freja spent most of her time on the road walking, gaining a good portion of wealth from where she went and what she did.

So, naturally, the first thing she did was show her friend her new toy which was seated nicely in a custom-created boot insert that kept him safe, with his head between her toes. It was quite alright though for him, as Anirus loved the insole. It was better than nothing, and meant that he didn't have to endure pain to get that scent he so adored. Though while Tristan slept, Freja's mind wandered. Her friend enjoyed Anirus' attentions the night before, so she'd give her a bit of a surprise for the day. Taking Anirus by his arm, she dropped him into one of her friends boots... Anirus was in his own little heaven, being a small settlement running water wasn't an option, so these boots absolutely reeked...

The next morning, Tristan slid her boots on and felt something between her toes. Anirus had been lodged between them, his head on the top of her paw pressed into the fur, and legs stuck between her toes... She smirked, knowing exactly who it was she continued the entire day with him there. Each step broke ribs, and crushed his little insides out by the end of the day. Finally when she returned to her room, after thanking Freja, she pulled her paw out. Lifting Ani high in the air, she dropped the creature to the ground in a small 'splat'. Half an hour later, Anirus was a smear on the bottom of her paw, an immortal crushed.

(This version of Anirus became Adriel, in Cerolian Sagas)