07-31-2021, 06:57 PM
It had all been a prank, an innocent prank. Well, maybe dying Odin’s son’s hair black was a bit much, but it was just a prank. Eventually, it would wash out and he would return to his normal ginger hair. It had been hilarious to see the mismatch of Thor’s beard and hair. He swore, even Thor’s own wife was holding back giggles. But no, blood brother Odin had no sense of humor. So he had been sent to the Bifrost, sent off to pay some kind of punishment.
When Loki opened his eyes, the ground around him was burnt and smoking. He tried to get to his legs but toppled over when his balance was how it usually was. But with his past of shapeshifting, he was quick to gain proper balance, and he gave a loud, annoyed sigh as he realized he was in the body of a wolf. “Oh v'ry comical, broth'r.” He gave a hard chuckle, it is obviously forced. He looked around him, at the mountain and snow and the cold.
This place wasn’t exactly bad; it felt good on his fur and it was always fun to turn into some other creature. If this entire realm was that of snow and ice, it wasn’t exactly a punishment for the half jotunn, half-god (which, he says, made him a full god). But, he tried to push the thoughts away, this didn’t exactly feel the same as other times he had been in Niflheim or really anywhere. Whatev’r, he decided. He could enjoy his punishment here and look at the snowy mountainsides.
When Loki opened his eyes, the ground around him was burnt and smoking. He tried to get to his legs but toppled over when his balance was how it usually was. But with his past of shapeshifting, he was quick to gain proper balance, and he gave a loud, annoyed sigh as he realized he was in the body of a wolf. “Oh v'ry comical, broth'r.” He gave a hard chuckle, it is obviously forced. He looked around him, at the mountain and snow and the cold.
This place wasn’t exactly bad; it felt good on his fur and it was always fun to turn into some other creature. If this entire realm was that of snow and ice, it wasn’t exactly a punishment for the half jotunn, half-god (which, he says, made him a full god). But, he tried to push the thoughts away, this didn’t exactly feel the same as other times he had been in Niflheim or really anywhere. Whatev’r, he decided. He could enjoy his punishment here and look at the snowy mountainsides.
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