ponderings, so many ponderings

[liugan]

And here I thought I was the one who thought too much.

We are at this crossroads again, my dear writer. Do we cut our losses now, while the going is slow and there is no hope of any of your foolish desires on the way? Or do we persevere, despite knowing it would be far easier to turn back now, and never attempt this endeavour again?

You spread yourself too thin. I am merely trying to be considerate.

We must let go of one. You know this. Do I leave the decision to you, or make it myself?

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[resolvere]

[Yes, everyone needs mommy time. But as Loki's mother is not here, he gets the god of the sun in lupine form to nuzzle as he will, and to take flowers and other things that will eventually vanish, as do the flowers that spring up at her paws to wave good-bye where she just stepped.

Maybe you should stop making your opinion so clear. A little...mystery might suit you well, if you think about it. Instead of talking, just be silent. Give her nothing to work with.

Does that make sense?]

[liugan]

[ She may not be a replacement, but she is filling that void. Loki is grateful for the company, though he rarely shows it. ]

I doubt that. The darling writer would take silence as agreement and follow her choices regardless. It has been repeatedly proven that I do not have a say in any matter.

[resolvere]

[No, no, she would never want to replace any being's mother. Being maternal and stepping in to act like that being's mother are two very different things.

Her tail fwaps against the ground a few times as he tongue hangs out, panting happily in his lap.

Then it seems you are at an impasse. Perhaps you ought to try digging tunnels if it continues this way.]

[liugan]

[ The maternal nature is what's appreciated. Loki's been without it for too long now, momma's boy that he is, and even though Frigga is not his real mother she's the only one he's ever known. The only person he's ever felt true and honest affection from. ]

My hands are not meant for digging.

I will simply find a way to persevere, until the day comes that I too fade into shadow.

[resolvere]

[She pulls her tongue back in before stretching, and stretching in almost the exact same manner a certain brush god would. Then, bones popped into place, she falls limp, as though she's good for the next few hours in her current state.

Fade into shadow? You don't strike me as one who fades into anything.]

[liugan]

[ Floppy wolf. Well, Loki supposes his lap could use the snuggles. He lets his hand idly brush through her white fur, and leans back against the tree behind them, staring up at the branches and bright green leaves. ]

I may just give up at some point. Who knows for certain? She cannot keep this up forever.

[resolvere]

[Hurr, wolf heaven right here. Wolf god heaven. A place like heaven, at least. She's content.

Do you think giving up would be a sign of submission?

Because, oddly enough, as prone and as "putty in his hands" as she is now, she has never submitted to another. To her, he doesn't seem like he will. So maybe if she phrases it that way, he won't give up.

Or fade away. She'd hate never seeing him again. This him, her buddy.]

[liugan]

[ A brow arches at her comment. Loki has grown tired of submitting to another authority's will - half the reason he was here to begin with in the first place, really. But he doesn't see this as such. ]

Retreat is not submission. Leaving them with nothing to work with is no victory for them.

[resolvere]

[DON'T BACK DOWN, LOKI! Amaterasu would miss him quite terribly.

But then will you leave forever, fade away into...less than a memory?

Into an overlooked name on the Login app...]

[liugan]

[ Oh, but surely she would find another trickster god to latch herself to. There isn't a shortage or anything. ]

If everything does not go according to plan, perhaps. I will do my part, inconsequential as it may be, and should this be yet another passing fancy of hers then I will refuse any other. I cannot bare this continuous spiral of starting over and over.

[resolvere]

[No shortage, no, but there's only one Loki that is, in fact, this one himself. That's what matters.

No, I don't imagine it is something that could be bore easily, or by many. It is unfair and unjust. I'm sure it takes quite a toll on you.

She starts panting again, licking her wolf lips a few times over. You're always welcome underneath a tree with me, if you'd like.]

[liugan]

[ He is of the opinion that he is replaceable, but it's nice to know that someone else thinks otherwise.

And ... aw. The thought is appreciated. He gently scratches behind the wolf's ears, pets the top of her head, and smiles a fond, yet sad smile. ]

Thank you, my friend.

[resolvere]

[BALONEY he is not replaceable! Amaterasu would gnaw on him if he said so (or something like it, maybe a headbutt?).

Oh, she licks the scratching of the ears. Seriously, there's always oooone little spot that Loki is the only one to find.

And gosh, that is the stupidest, cutest, doofiest face on a wolf...

You will always be welcome, my friend.]