"Prince Loki?" Oh, she was precious indeed. How long had he heard his royal title be mentioned in front of his name? A long time indeed since most just called him Loki, or the God of Mischief. It did give his ego a good stroke and he found himself smiling down at the little big-eyed creature.
"I have been here over a month now, adapting how I can and trying to make sense of it all. My brother, Thor, also resides here. Have you met him? Big, blond brick of muscle. Often walks around with ravens sitting atop his shoulders."
Loki had begun to accept the whole raven situation but seeing his brother so different from how he saw him last still took some getting used to. At the invitation he cocked a curious eyebrow.
"Oh? You wish to invite me into your cave? Yes, I am rather tall but I think we might be able to fix that with a little bit of magic."
He closed his eyes and immediately the large form of the man became small and a little boy was now facing Deet, not much taller than herself. Loki as a child, still with his dark hair and piercing gaze. Yet, his voice was much more fitting for a boy around ten or eleven.
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"I have been here over a month now, adapting how I can and trying to make sense of it all. My brother, Thor, also resides here. Have you met him? Big, blond brick of muscle. Often walks around with ravens sitting atop his shoulders."
Loki had begun to accept the whole raven situation but seeing his brother so different from how he saw him last still took some getting used to. At the invitation he cocked a curious eyebrow.
"Oh? You wish to invite me into your cave? Yes, I am rather tall but I think we might be able to fix that with a little bit of magic."
He closed his eyes and immediately the large form of the man became small and a little boy was now facing Deet, not much taller than herself. Loki as a child, still with his dark hair and piercing gaze. Yet, his voice was much more fitting for a boy around ten or eleven.