Meat... Ale... Dog? (original) (raw)
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Loki definitely approved of Dionysos's way of 'making friends.' Food... ale... he was a happy Loki right now.
But what was the deal with that damn dog? Even though it was contently relaxing in Dionysos's pocket it still creeped him out. Loki had a strong feeling that something wasn't right with it. He didn't trust it. The way it looked at him before, when it snapped at him... It just wasn't right. 'Hermes' needed to pick up his 'pet' ASAP.
continued from here Her nephew never ceases to both amuse and surprise her with his spontaneity and humor. With his guest, Loki, walking with them…
Teleporting outside, and away from Dio and that newcomer who he was sure he'd see again, hopefully when he was more like himself and without fleas,…
Loki sat comfortably alone, at least for now, upon a large tree limb overlooking the landscape. He had left Sigyn alone, at home, not quite sure…
continued from here Her nephew never ceases to both amuse and surprise her with his spontaneity and humor. With his guest, Loki, walking with them…
Teleporting outside, and away from Dio and that newcomer who he was sure he'd see again, hopefully when he was more like himself and without fleas,…
Loki sat comfortably alone, at least for now, upon a large tree limb overlooking the landscape. He had left Sigyn alone, at home, not quite sure…