Barrow Fields but it turns out the way it does for everyone

"the very same." the siren returned with a guttural growl, her gaze reproachfully examining the distant cliffs. this male seemed like a quick study -- she preferred that in most, though it often caused her more trouble in the end. most intelligent wolves either wished to lead, or see her beheaded -- and it was only a matter of time before loki too was indoctrinated to such ambitions.

she had missed the near-gag, so consumed was she in hatefully staring at the cliffs in the hopes it would shatter under the full-bore gouging of her acidic eyes-- had she known loki was at least passingly familiar with the wolves she might have pressed for more details. "i do not believe they cant hurt us much more than they already have. we were disadvantaged, and this is all they could leave us with for our troubles. all the same, it helps to verify."