Fenrir (fen dweller) was a wolf that grew so large and ferocious that even the gods were terrified by it. He is the eldest child of Loki and the giantess Angrboda. The gods learned of a prophecy which stated that the wolf and his family would one day be responsible for the destruction of the world. Only the god of war, Tyr, dared to feed and take care of the wolf.
Its jaws were said to be so big they stretched from the surface of the earth to the heavens.
The gods decided the angry fucker needed to be tied up far from them, but no chain was strong enough to keep him rooted. Eventually they asked the dwarves for help, and they constructed a rope using the following ingredients:
>The roots of a mountain
>The sound of a cat’s paws against the ground
>The beard of a woman
>The sinews of a bear
>The breath of a fish
>The spit of a bird
This is some pretty weird shit but nordic mythology does contain a lot of that. They probably got the woman’s beard from a dwarf…either way, this rope was too strong for even Fenrir to break loose and so they managed to tie him up in Jotunheim, the realm of giants. Not without him biting the hand off Tyr (the god of warfare), of course.
They placed a sword in his mouth with the edge pointed towards the roof of the mouth, and in his relentless fury he foamed so much he created a river.
He howled all the way to Ragnarök, where he killed Odin, whose son Vidar tore his jaws apart.