Loki, with a guilty appearance, walked over to Hal, ears and tail folded.
The big pup looked rather pitiful, leaving both Helena and Lynn chuckling.
"Oh, you big baby! Come on now, we know joining your master in his adventures is a lot more fun for you. There's no need to feel guilty," the short aunty said in a rather silly voice, walking over and giving Loki a few rubs.
Helena did the same, smiling:
"You can always come and visit anytime. Plus, I would be more assured if you watch my son's back. I'm counting on you, alright?"
"W-Woof!"
Hal made the poor pup choose between staying with the two middle-aged women.
After what seemed to be careful consideration and a twinge of guilt, Loki chose him, memories of their times at the runeforest replaying in the pup's mind.
Loki felt far more alive then.
While the big pup enjoyed relaxation, his heart ultimately belonged in the wild.
Loki much preferred to risk his little life from time to time.
