Ah, the little wolf cub, Atreus. Loki offered his young warrior friend a smile and leaned at the counter top to get a better view. The young man's enthusiasm was most welcome and the god wondered what flavours Atreus would enjoy.
"Indeed I am. A popsicle is a mortal flavoured iced treat. Let me show you."
He figured it would be easier to show Atreus rather than try to explain the intricacies of popsicles. Summoning a wooden stick from his pile, Loki cast his magic around the stick, sliding a long column of clear ice, attaching it to the stick. It wasn't flavoured yet. No. That would come after his customer had decided what he wanted.
"What flavour fruits do you enjoy? I can use my magic to create any flavour. Also any shape."
To iterate, Loki morphed the long column of ice into a shape of a horse.
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Date: 2020-08-27 08:42 pm (UTC)"Indeed I am. A popsicle is a mortal flavoured iced treat. Let me show you."
He figured it would be easier to show Atreus rather than try to explain the intricacies of popsicles. Summoning a wooden stick from his pile, Loki cast his magic around the stick, sliding a long column of clear ice, attaching it to the stick. It wasn't flavoured yet. No. That would come after his customer had decided what he wanted.
"What flavour fruits do you enjoy? I can use my magic to create any flavour. Also any shape."
To iterate, Loki morphed the long column of ice into a shape of a horse.