At Einmal, pending at Singularity.

[sorcerous]

Must you?

Yes; I have borne a monster. This does not mean that every child I have will be a monster, nor that you may twist such a thing into a menagerie of possible children.

Sloths? A half-boy, half-scorpion? A golden eagle? A litter of momongas? And a girl-sorcerer with too much mind and too little heart.

As for the rest: patience, if you will. Keep your focus to the faith healer, to the admiral, to the telepath. I tire.

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[sorcerous]

[ Oh; and here, he touches, soothes the fur at the ruff of Fenrir's neck, long fingers brushing away burrs and mats and tangles. Kneeling, sitting back on his heels so that, tall as he is, he looks up to his son. ]

You will ruin them, you know. They would be afraid of wolves, but their fondness for you will be too great.

[vanagandr]

[ His tail wags, head dipping into his father's shoulder as a cold nose brushes against Loki's face. ]

Any wolf who tries to eat them will have to answer to me. As it is, you and I will just have to inform them that not all wolves will be as gentle as their big brother.

[sorcerous]

And there is no wolf in the Nine Worlds who may escape your jaws, who may run from you unscathed.

[ Finest, fastest, strongest, best. ]

[vanagandr]

[ His tail wags harder, muzzle pressing into Loki's neck and nuzzling. He knows he is strong, but there is something special about hearing it from his father. ]

They would be foolish to try.

[sorcerous]

It has been so long since I've seen you fight. I think I've forgotten the sight of a true wolf's grace and speed.

[ An arm curls around Fenrir's neck, and his cheek brushes against the rough, dark fur. ]

[vanagandr]

Your children are royalty among their others.

[ Best of wolves, best of serpents, best of corpses, best of horses. There's another nuzzle and the slide of his nose. ]

But if you wish to see it, all you have to do is ask.

[sorcerous]

[ One last touch to Fenrir's fur, and then Loki moves to his feet. ]

Then we will hunt. In-between worlds, where none may bind us.