[MiniMonster]

Loki gazed around him at the shadows of dying friends and the surrounded him for the last time. He closed his eyes and drew in their scent, storing it forever in his mermory. He bent his head as the slowly faded on a journey he could never make.
He jerked back his head and howled. Was this the price of power?
Years later he, when his friends had grown to but distant whispers, he still missed them and remember his final moments.
"Lark, Fensi, Sheika and Lorn." He whispered. "Come back."

He he! I made a story to make up for my bad colouring in!