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"A few bones. Nothing much," he looked at Al, "You can Pony up later, when you have them." he looked at Sadie, "OK, you satisfied with visiting and asking questions?"

"Yeah, I'm good Lo," she said.

He cocked his head, "Did you call me... Lo?" he looked at her puzzled, his brown eyes questioning.

She smiled. "Sure Lo," she said, flicking her tail in his face teasingly.

"Ok, fine, call me Lo. Say, what should your nickname be?" he sneezed, becuase of Sadie's tail, "Maybe 'Say'." He walked out of the car.

Sadie smiled, walking out after him. "Whatever you say, Lo. Or should I call you Ki?" she asked.

"How about my actual name... Loki." he tried to act mad, "Either way, I'm pretty tired. All that running, plus it's getting late-" he yawned "-you stayin' in the junkyard, Sayy-di?" he asked, and then said her name ina countryish tone. He flattened his ears, "Oh... my southern drawl. Only happens when I'm tired, and forget the street smart talk..." he walked out of the car and into the junkyard again.

OOC: Really happens when I'm A. With family. B. Getting angry about people making fun of it. C. Talking about it. it's just... weird.

Sadie followed him. "I like it," she said, govong a smile. "It's cute."

"Not really..." he said, "it has nothing to do mwith my personality... I'm no country-mutt, I'm a street-smart-fend-for-myself- wolf-dog!" he sighed, "Why do you like it anyways? Southern drawl makes evryone laugh, even Al, who is like a brother to me."

Sadie smiled at him again, mpore flirtatious this time. Boys were sometimes so clueless! "I dunno, it just. suits you."

OOC: I'm going to make Loki a design one day, just not at 2:30 AM. And don't worry about keeping me up, I plan to stay up the entire night.
Loki lowered his head, "Whatever, so anyways, you know the way back right? Cuz I really, really need to know..." he looked over like it was the most important thing ever.

"Yes, I know the way. But you need to know what?" she asked.

"Cuz, I'm gonna race you there!" he barked, like it was obvious, "Try not to get lost, ok?" He yipped, like a pup, and wagged his tail, ina sort of half-play-bow postition, "You ready? Set?" he waited for her to get ready, "Go!" he shot off like a rocket, but made sure Sadie didn't get left behind, because he knew the junkyard like the back of his paw, and it would be impossible for him to get lost there. He let her catch up, and sped off, and slowed down, numerous times, but him, being nice to the "newcomer", let her win.

Sadie slowed as the race ended, her in the lead. "You shouldn't of let me win," she said, miffed.

"Sorry... I didn't want you to think I was some win-it-all jerk..." he blushed under the pressure. Loki walked into the "den" and sat down on a few rags, and pointed to another pile, "For when I have Al or someone come over and hang out." he explained why there were two "beds/sofas". He layed down on one, and yawned.
I made Loki a ref: Click!