Loki sighed deeply, trying to ignore his father that scowling him. He wore light pale green garment that keeping his private area hidden. He wore gold jewels that dangled from his neck, green and yellow pearls design. He groaned, pretending his father isn't there.
"Ok I get it!" He said with a small hiss in his tone. Growing annoyed by his father. He quickly left the area before he could be scowled by his shouting. Heading away from the sanctaury of the place he lives, following the familiar paths before reaching to a large cave. Smiling, only place he can think, to be alone without his father or brothers bugging him. He was smallest, the runt, his father didn't understand why he was like this but cared and protected him even more than ever.
It was difficult to grasp for his father that he wanted his own life. Yes he was small and vulnerable looking but he wasn't, they would be unwise to think he is weak. He good with magic, afterall his father only finds the best tutors from any realm. Sitting down only a chair, everything made of ice cause this realm doesn't require furnitures, they would break and fall apart her. Sighing, brushing his hand over the papers on the table. He needed to get out of this place. To another realm and knows which one. He wanted to go Asgard, curious of the wonders there, hearing rumors and tales there.
Looking through the papers and books before finding a spell. This can work. He closed his eyes and spoke out the spell in another tongue. He felt a tight tug in his gut before vanishing and appearing in a field. He panted heavily, opening his eyes which he sees lots of green and trees! Excitement build up in his chest. This was exciting! He crouches down, feeling his hand through the blades of grass. He lays himself down onto the grass and smiles, looking up at the sky. Soft cotton candy like clouds moved across the sky. Tears springed on his eyes, before jumping up to his feet and just danced him in the air, spreading out his arms, spinning himself around before letting himself collapse onto his back with a light 'uff'.
This is the best. This is wonderful. He heard something, looking up to see a four legged creature. A horse, the creatures he read in the books in his free time. Pushing himself up, walking over it to carefully. He held his hand out to it. "It's ok I won't hurt you." He said in a soft soothing tone. The horse stared at him with his brown curious eyes, leaning his large head forward curiously. "Your curious too, like me." He smiles, touching his face gently and stroked the soft fur gently. He smiles, kissing the horse's forehead, hugging his head gently. He suddenly stiffens to hear voices in the distance.
He didn't want to be caught, moving away but would be to late. He stops before waving his hand and transformed himself into a light grey colored horse with black mane and green colored eyes. He stumbles on his face, his eyes widen with confusion. He turned his head, seeing three figures, one with golden hair with wide shoulder, muscular, holding a hammer, and wears a red cape. He tilts his head, such odd taste in attire. There was a female with dark brown hair, pale skin, wearing leather and metal tight armor, seeming to stick closer the blonde one. The other was big and bulky, looks like he eats to much, to much his demise, it was true. Such odd being.
They were on horse back, all saddle up and being ridden. Moving a little closer to hear what they are saying.
"We should catch one or two more, definately get you a new horse, yours getting to the age to be retired." Sif explains to Thor with firm yet soft melodic voice.
"Very well then, but want a strong healthy one. Something unique." He said, looking around the field, three horses but one of the three caught his attention. The light grey horse with black mane and green colored eyes. He never seen such color horse like this, normally wound find dark colored horse or light brown but never this. He made his decision on what he wants. He wanted that one. "That one." He said, taking out his ropes to catch this horse. Others grabbed their rope. Thor kicked his horse side before getting it go towards the light grey horse.
Loki eyes widen when the blonde one suddenly went towards him, fear took him. He didn't understand at all but he was scared. His father was right, he shouldn't have gone here. He barely know about this place or Asgardian behavior. He turned around and kicked his feet, runnng forward. His hooves pounding into the ground, his tail wavering in the air behind him. His nostrils flare, taking in heavy deep breathes to keep his nlood oxygenated. His ears rotated back, hearing them behind him. Them shouting this going to be the best chase ever.
Loki continued to run, across the large massive field, trying to go towards the trees. He saw something brown move in front of him, trying to turn but felt something thick and fabric like around his neck. A rope. He neighed out loudly in a cry before trying to keep moving forward but pulling against his neck and fell onto the ground. He felt pain against his side before getting up. He charged at Thor, hooves pounding against the ground. Another rope wrapped arond his neck which pulled him in the opposite direction. He grimaced, before another rope. He kicked and bucked, trying to get them to let go.
He continued to fight but started to get exhausted, finally stopping and just standing there. His legs trembling under him, panting heavily, his eyes wide with terror. Should he shift? He was afraid they might kill him if he does. His heart pounding in his chest. He watched the blonde get off, getting the rope secure on the other horse. He saw him walk closer to him, his ears pinned back.
"There there, calm down. Not going to hurt you. Such a beautiful majestic, unique, beast you are, strong and fast." He said softly, stopping in front of the light grey horse, that was Loki. He reached forward carefully, which seeing not move and just stare at him. He touched his hand on head gently. "See?" He reassures, trying to calm down the panic horse. Stroking the fur gently, giving him a reassuring smile.
Loki would do something but he was tired and had no will to fight anymore, letting the blonde pet him. He felt him remove the ropes, hesitant of course, before letting the ropes fall on the ground. Hearing him murmur soft words, which part of him wants to buck and beat this guy down but ignored it. He felt something placed around his head, throwing his head up in reaction, snorting before hearing make sushing sounds and speak calmly to him. Eventually he calmed down, feeling a lead rope latch to the loop under his head. Hearing him make clicking noise and pull. Confused at first before realizing what he wanted. He hesitatated before moving forward after him.
He kept his head down mostly, being taken to who knows where. He looked up after an hour, seeing gold castiel and just everything beautiful. His eyes sparkled with curiosity before forcing his legs to move faster, somewhat going ahead of Thor but kept pace wouldn't be pulled by the rope. He looks at it before stopping for a moment just staring at it. So beautiful. "What gotten into you?" Thor said, which made Loki jerk his head and blinks before following him. He was taken to the stables. Which they got off, he was pulled inside. Confused. He was placed onto a stall and have the rope removed before he closed the door. Looking around, he was stuck here.
"Get some rest, today was a exhausting day." Thor told him, patting him on the nose before leaving to unsaddle the other horse and get them in their stalls.
Loki looked at the hay before moved over to it. He bend his knees before laying himself down. Laying his head down and closed his eyes letting sleep take over him. Exhausted really.