Statue of Fenrir

You nearly start at this statue, as you see a massive wolf leaping at you, its mouth open. Its eyes fierce, its fur rough and matted. Claws glint at the bottom of its four large feet. Come to think of it, one two three . . . yeah, not one of its four feet is touching the ground right now. How curious - you've got to wonder how they managed to pull that one off. Magic or a trick of the light? Maybe even special material? Who knows, but you're intrigued enough by the paradox within the statue that you barely notice the placard reading, "Fenrir, Wolf of Asgard."