Little Hawk

Sleipnir

Everyday just bore down on Clint more and more, every memory causing Clint to feel more heart ache and more resentment to Loki's family. How could they treat someone this way?

Now, for some reason, Loki was a horse. He couldn't really recall how he and the trickster got to where they were but he didn't truly care. He just wanted to sleep. With a sigh Clint let his eyes drift close, enjoying the feel of the grass against his palms and the wind in his hair.

The loki horse whinnied  at something and got a reply. It took Clint a moment before his eyes shot open, it had just been him and Loki horse, Where did that other whinny come from? His eyes widened when they focused on the colt that laid on the ground. Loki was cleaning the baby horse and huffing slightly.

Clint could feel his emotions, the happiness that radiates off the male, but how? Guys shouldn't be able to give birth!

But, Loki could shape shift. He was a horse for God's sake, so could he also change his gender? Was Loki a mare, not a stallion?  Clint watched the young horse, try to stand and his eyes widened again. Instead of a normal four legs, the colt had eight. It's grey coat was similar to a thunder cloud and his mane and tail were darker colors of the grey. The baby gets to its feet quickly, staggering slightly as it moves towards its mother.

Loki couldn't have been happier, smiling down at his son.

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Loki's months with his son were all filled with galloping and neighs of joy. The young colt, named Sleipnir, was growing quickly and happily, enjoying his time with his mother greatly. Now at the age of two years was half his mother's size and growing more everyday.

"Loki." A voice boomed on night, causing the mare to jump startled awake, slightly stepping in sleipnir in her panic.

Odin was marching towards Loki followed by Thor. In his panic Loki quickly nudged his son to his feet and the two were off, running away from the perceived threat. Sleipnir was faster than his mother, even at such a young age the child was a few feet ahead. They raced into the forest and away from the open meadow quickly.

They continued to run until Sleipnir tripped and fell down, whinnying at his mother of his exhaustion. Loki quickly trots back to his child, licking his forehead and urging him to stand. The young horse whinnied and Loki huffed, laying down beside his child.

The two stayed besides each other, Loki to afraid of his child to try to attempt sleep, ears flicking this way and that at every noise. When he finally let his eyes close Sleipnirs were opening. He jumped at his mother, raising two legs and gently kicking him.

Loki huffed and opened his eyes again, standing and walking in the direction they had been headed for last night. They reached a break in the trees and trotted into a small meadow. It held a small pond in the center, filled with clear water and silver flashing fish. Trees filled with fruit littered the edges and Loki neighed happily, raising up to grab one. He knocked a few off and Sleipnir happily went to eat them.

Loki led his son over to a shaded part of the meadow, laying down as Sleipnir went to the waters edge. He jumped into the water happy for the cool water on his hooves. Loki let his eyes close, sleeping lightly to the sound of sleipnirs splashes. 

The duo stayed in that meadow for a week before Odin found them again, this time they were unable to escape.

"Loki, brother what are you doing?" Thor questioner, causing Loki to startle and jolt away towards his son. Odin stood besides Thor and Loki pawed at the ground, keeping his body between the two and his son. He didn't trust Odin to be near his grandson.

"Change back Loki, I would like to speak with you." Odin commands, glaring at his youngest son. Clint shivered at the tone. Loki trembled slightly before allow his skin to change back to his normal form.