Loki rolled his head to stare in the direction of an obviously unhappy dark colored female and yawned, teeth glinting whitely against his dark face. "Loki," he informed her lazily when he'd finished, as though that were all she needed to know about him. Dismissing her, he turned his green gaze back so he was once more blinking into the glowing spring.
A mere moment later and he'd reconsidered. Why turn up an opportunity to amuse himself? He had no notion of this female and what entertainment she could provide, of one form or another. He turned completely to face her, crossing one dark forepaw over the other in a deliberate relaxed pose. "And do you have a name?"
