✵ The other minor Gods and Goddesses in the Norse Pantheon didn't think too highly of you, ever since you were a kid. The other kids your age didn't want to play with you, not wanting to interact or associate with a lesser demigod that had impure, useless human blood running through your celestial veins. Loki usually watched from afar, partially indifferent and partially brash to other kids.

✵ "We don't want impurities in our Norse Pantheon." A God scoffed, looking down in disdain upon you, a few surrounding Gods snickering under their breaths, before they turned on their heels and left.

✵ Loki pushed off from a tree with a small smirk, slinking up behind you playfully and tilting his head.

✵ "Trouble mixing with that lot, huh?"