Loki was outside in the stables, taking care of his horses. He was currently brushing out his horses mane and tail while also washing it.

While doing this, he listened to a soft tune, humming along with it while also tapping his foot. His strong arms would flex every now and then.

"Good boy, Beano..." He would say to the bay Percheron horse, while gently petting his mane and cleaning him.