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Munching on his ice cream cone Fenrir roamed the park happily. The taste of the chocolate and vanilla was wonderful and briefly he wondered why Odin didn’t allow him to have chocolate.
Not paying attention to where he was walking he ran into a tree face first. “Ow! Gods, where’d that come from?!”
Grinning Fenrir ran to the swings, happy to be back in Midgard. Approaching a stranger he excitedly asked “Would you give me a few pushes on the swing please?”
“Hey dad look what I can do!” Bounding over to Loki Fenrir held up a stone and changed it to a butterfly.
Fenrir walked through the woods slowly, unused to the area. Coming to a clearing he stopped and looked at the person confused, he hadn't seen anyone come into these woods for a while; so who was this?
