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Tricks and Mischief [Nnoitra]



Loki 1

Somnium

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
-
posts
110
player
Tealah
04-01-2013, 11:58 AM
Loki had clung to the outer borders of the back, her den a darkened cavern angled down and out of sight, it never saw daylight and most passed it by without a glance, it suited her just fine. She enjoyed a good trick but only when it suited her. The bastard Thor... if she ever saw him again she would tear his larynx from his throat. Abandon her and his bastard liter... he would know pain if he chose ever to return. She was a beast, a hateful, cruel thing and it showed.

She was a loner, both by nature and by choice, she wanted no part in stature or rank, she preferred to remain the phantom, the beast that no other would seek out. She liked to be that creature that frightened people not because of raw power or displays of strength, but because of the wicked gleam in the depths of her eyes, the cruel smirk upon her mouth. The darkness in her soul. A battle, a test of strength, had never been her forte and it never would be she preferred a battle of wit.

She wasted no time in brushing the length of her shout against him. A gentle rumbling coasted up through her throat as he nuzzled her back in return, a wicked grin curling her mouth as he did so. How delightful! It seemed he wished to play! they were opposites, she and he, her coat of ebony a grave contrast to the ivory white of her current companion.

He seemed to grin at her recollection of his interaction with Cairo, she had managed to irritate the Alpha but never piss him off, not that she had truly tried, she found it rather a waste of her time, unless they came after her... she chuckled darkly at his assessment of her and with a fluid motion she bowed with flourish.

"An ex-Valhallen is not a title I carry with pride... but yes. My name is Loki. Tell me my friend, why have you stepped down from your throne? You do not look an elder to me." She purred in silky tones, green eyes glittering with curiosity.