Loki sat up on his hind legs, transforming into a tall male. Black hair fell to his shoulders, sharp features took upon his face and his eyes turned even more piercing than they had been. "Exactly." Gazing above, Elsa watched Loki with amusement. Even then he was towering over her. "I suppose that even in this displeasing form, you are taller than me. 'What an Interesting disguise,' she thought. Most of the natives here are blonde. You might raise a few questions."
"I could be your pet wolf. I do know the natives take wolf pups as pet dogs." Loki smirked, shifting back into his wolf form, he rubbed at her legs. That's when a few of the warriors appeared from the trees, they held up their weapons towards her and Loki moved in front of her with a growl.
The warriors bowed lightly. "I apologize, my fair lady. We did not mean to scare you...however, we must check you." Their lips curved darkly as one moved in, as if trying to kick the dog. Loki lunged towards the foot which kicked at him, he growled again, moving closer to Elsa. He was clearly against having the men near her. "Could you control your wolf? I'd rather not be bitten."
"Could you not attack me? I'd rather not be threatened by meager men." Elsa narrowed her eyes and began running her fingers through Loki's fur. She pulled up a knife from her pocket and licked the edge. "Get out; I am minding my own business." Loki growled and lunged at one of the men again, tearing at the burlap-like pants he wore. He watched the man back away before retreating back to Elsa, sitting down in front of her like a pet would.
"Good boy. Now, leave." Elsa commanded the man. Sure enough, the warrior ran away. The Dragon sighed and waited for him to disappear long enough to turn back into a rabbit. "I prefer this a lot more!" Elsa giggled, finding her place beside Loki again. Her hear nuzzled into his leg. "How may I repay you?"
Loki nuzzled his snout into her fur, giving her a gentle lick. "You needn't repay me. I just wanted you safe." He laid down in the snow beside her, laying his head down on his paws, letting her snuggle and nuzzle as she pleased. "We should get going. We need to move long," Elsa's nose rubbed up against his stomach. A concerned expression grew from her large, glacier eyes. "I don't want to lose you. I have lost everyone else."
The wolf nudged her with his nose, getting her on his back. Once she was up and on he stood up, he began walking off in the opposite direction that the warriors went. "You will not lose me. Who would I abandon you for anyhow?" Elsa's ears flailed downward as her large, glassy eyes adverted. He was right. She had no one else. Her snout buried within his fur, finding warmth. "True...Hey, Loki? Am I heavy? I can get off if you want..." she felt as if she was melting from his heat. Loki snorted at her question, he barely noticed her weight at all. "No, you are not heavy at all." He continued trotting through the trees, weaving his way through each one carefully.
The rabbit watched forest, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Do you know where you are going? From what I remember, there is a large mountain range through the forest. We may be headed that direction," she murmured, climbing up to the area between Loki's ears. Her nose wrinkled at the scent of the oak passing by. Loki's ears twitched as she perched in between them. "Yes, I have a small den in the mountain side. That is where we are going." He slowly picked up his pace, getting to a slow run. He hoped he could her there before the sun set. Surprisingly he had a good sense of direction when in his wolf form, so it was no trouble at all to get through the forest.
The bunny kept an eye out for enemies. "There's a lot that would usually try to eat me. It seems everything is trying to stay away from you." Loki was practically the King of the forest. He was such a kind dragon. She couldn't help but wonder why he was kicked out from his clan. As they passed through the forest, the sight of a vast mountain scape came into sight. They were as big as the largest dragons on the world, from the crimson blood line. "Do you think we will be safe tonight? I heard a mocking jay talking a while back and they were saying that rain was going to come."
"Most knows to do so," Loki muttered. When he finally reached his den he lowered his head to allow her to hop off of his head. Once she had hopped down he walked over to where his 'bed' was, it was more or less small pelts all gathered together. He plopped himself down on them. "Yes, we should be safe, many know where I stay and few come into my den."
She drifted along, moving in circles before a cloud of snow appeared before the rabbit. It cooled her down from writhing temperature. She sank down in her small pile and shut her eyes. "What kind of magic was gifted to you? You don't look like at kind of dragon I've ever seen before..."
"Fire and Ice." Loki murmured, sticking his nose into the snow to cool off his nose. He snorted, curling up as he usually slept. He closed his eyes, yawning quietly. He wasn't originally from this region but his clan took in him as a hatchling, therefore he was gifted magic from this region.
"I've never heard of a dragon who had both affinities. That's amazing," Elsa murmured. The snow stopped falling at one point. She had finally frown to be comfortable enough to where there was no need for it anymore. She sneaked her way up to the wolf and found her usual spot right by his stomach. She usually despised warm, heated environments. Being against Loki was different, though. "I think we will become good partners. I'll protect you from my clans enemies the best I can...If we ever run into them. They're from a small, crimson clan from Germany."
"I will do the same for you, should we run into my clan. They hail from England for the most part." Loki snuggled his nose into his tail once she had gotten situated by his belly, though not soon after the wolf had fallen asleep. Switching between forms could be exhausting for him, so he fell asleep quite quickly. As he slept his ears continued moving around as they usually did, listening for danger nearby.
Elsa had a hard time falling asleep. Rain dripped from the skies as the patter of feet came through the cavern. She shook in fear as a whimper descended from her. Elsa nudged at Loki in worry. "I think something is coming..."