[ wHOAFUCKWHAT. Veering back a step as a small caped child beats off what look like a Tolkien Terrasaur, Loki blinks at length and clears his throat once his would-be attacker has limped off. Poor creature. Its only crime was thinking he looked delicious and, well, who can fault it?
Apparently, the Pintsize Wonder. ]
Er, my hero?
[ So smol. So fierce. Loki hopes it doesn't choose to punch any part of him that it can reach, too. ]
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Apparently, the Pintsize Wonder. ]
Er, my hero?
[ So smol. So fierce. Loki hopes it doesn't choose to punch any part of him that it can reach, too. ]