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Loki watched the small village from on top of a tree looking almost bored. “It's too peaceful and quiet for my liking.” he clicked his tongue looking at his nails, picking the dirt out when he spotted some. The night was quiet so far and it only added to the god's annoyance. 'Usually this place would be run over by dragons but the only time I come to see the chaos nothing happens' he grumpily thought. He got up from the tree and moved down to the kill ring perching on top of it. From his new spot he could see a group of young mothers walking with their children. This perked a bit of his interest so he decided to follow them. The mothers gathered in the chief's house talking in hushed tones. Shifting his form so he wouldn't be noticed Loki goes into the house as a mere spider.
“If the raids continue the way they do it won't be good to keep our children outside anymore” a large blond haired woman named Hilde says holding a 1,5 year old girl with a toy hatchet in her hands. “Aye, but they have to be able to go outside, I don't think I can handle having these two inside all the time” a gruff woman, Hertha, said her brown hair being tugged on by a boy and a girl both 1 year old. There were mutters of agreement through out the group until a lithe woman shushed them. “We've know our children would be in danger as soon as they were born. It's true that the raids are getting worse but we can learn to adapt to that, above being vikings we are mothers and we'll do anything to protect our children” her words seemed to calm the other four women down.
When the alarm bell rung the women put the children together in a back room leaving Loki alone with them. When the god was sure they left he turned back to his old form. As soon as the children noticed them there were two reactions: the little girl with the toy hatchet and the twins looked at him warily while the little boy with copper hair, a chubby boy with a blond mop and a boy with dark hair seemed frightened. Loki clicked his tongue looking at the little group “What will I do with you...” he muttered not impressed when the toy hatchet was thrown at his leg. He picked it up twirling it in his fingers humming softly. “If your parents dislike dragons so much, but they feel the need to protect you from them...How can I use that” the three frightened kids were crying now the twins decided to attach themselves to Loki's heels while the blond girl tried to calm down her crying friends.
Loki shook the twins off sending them crashing against their friends. “I know just the thing” he chuckled lowly his magic evolving the kids. The magic was bright and caught attention from the mothers who rushed back to the chief's house. When they got there the sound of Loki's low chuckle was still in the air and the last of the magic pulled away to show baby dragons where their children once where. The women were only frozen for a moment but quickly spurred into action closing all the windows and door and making sure their dragon turned kids weren't seen. The lithe woman, Valka, was trying to calm the crying dragons down with gentle coos and scratches. “We can't let anyone know. If the village finds out Loki was mad at us and turned our children into dragons they'll be exiled or killed!” Hertha voiced her concern the other women agreeing fiercely. “I'm afraid you're right...We'll have to keep them inside if they're like this, find a way to get the magic under control to keep them safe.” none of the mothers knew if the children would make it but they'd give up their lives trying.