a rose in the thorns // loki and velvet

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name; Loki
[meaning ❝mischief❞]

gender; cis-male
age; 9

sexuality; pansexual
;; demiromantic

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neutral evil
he/him

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father - deceased
mother - deceased
siblings - Quinn
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ｔｈｅ ｔｈｏｒｎ

Loki doesn't entirely know the meaning of
"friendship". As his name suggest, he tends
to be mischievous and get into more trouble
than his little sister Velvet, being raised very
harsh and very attentive by the forest he
mostlyresides in.

Despite not taking so kindly to strangers
and being a brother, Loki doesn't exactly
fit into that immature brother trope. He
prefers to be overprotective and kind to
his sister instead, in contrast to her
calmness and truth. This has helped the
two survive for very long.

However, he can still be stubborn and
immature at times, especially since he's
had to put away a lot of his sadness and
questioning that Velvet constantly feels
to raise her. He hasn't had a chance to
cry for years, and it doesn't help he
isn't good at forgiving anyone.

Loki is still partially broken inside.

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ｓｅｅ ｓｕｃｈ

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Velvet had always been the softer one. Make no mistake,
however, she had never been weak. Simply apathetic
and not bothered to move outside her comfort zone. Or,
realistically, her interest zone.

However, if something is inside her interest zone, she
will go to long lengths to make it happen. Such as stopping
Loki from bothering her with overprotectiveness. Velvet is
cleverest when she needs it - around Loki.

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this broken soul
-legend of spyro ost-

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self
named velvet; the soft
8 years old
true neutral

cisgender female
panromantic asexual
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family
parents - unknown
likely deceased

siblings - Loki

friends
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Anubis ~ Neutral ~ Velvet
Anubis and Velvet crossed paths at the edge of the forest. Velvet had felt more intimidated than she usually would,
but she kept herself calm and introduced herself while telling him her and Loki's story. Anubis is Velvet's first and only
friend, whom she's afraid to mention to Loki in case her brother and her come off as strange together.
The two have only met a couple of times, but Velvet thinks something of him.

Roxanne ~ Friendly ~ Both
Roxanne found them one day playing in the bushes. She had tried to ask them what their names were, but they only
replied in confused gibberish. From that day forward, she appointed herself each week as their teacher. Being an active
traveler, she was unable to stay so long, and one week when the siblings walked to the bush, she was nowhere to be found.
They have not seen her since, but are still hoping that one day she may return.


Jaidev ~ Neutral ~ Loki
Loki was desperate the day Jaidev caught him stealing from his ranch. Being an unusually guilty kalon, Loki explained
that his sister had a fever. Jaidev only scolded him lightly, before telling him to be off with the few strawberries, and herbs
to fight his sister's cold, in his paw. Loki thanked him gratefully before running off. His sister would be suspicious of the
sudden food though, and whenever strawberries are brought up he can't help but thinking of Jaidev's kindness.

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ｌｏｋｉ ｄｅｓｐｉｓｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｆｏｒｅｓｔ． He loathed the way the darkness seemed to be moving every second, as if it were alive. The chattering and occasional snap of a twig jolted him from his thoughts and the ground was hard and stiff. A cold harsh wind slapped his face as he turned, while he curled tentatively around his little sister. She looked up at him with her warm eyes and the ice in his heart melted. He loved his sister, with grudging respect the way she just lay there unbothered, both of them enveloped in dancing shadows.

he didn't ask for this-

But it was what had happened. The pair of them had grown up together in the woods, with nothing but the trees and the wind to raise them. It had made Loki who he was today - attentive, protective and harsh. He simply couldn't understand how it had raised her sister, though. Of course, he did love her for who she was, but she seemed a bit too uncaring to survive alone. So Loki stayed by Velvet, making sure she was safe. In turn, Velvet became his source of happiness and meaning, as well as making sure he didn't go insane.

"Alright, Vel. It's safe to sleep." he murmured, despite the fact she was already half asleep. He gave a grin towards his sister's general direction and spread out his paws, yawning. As he was about to sleep, when he felt a burning sensation. Loki looked down to find a thorn rooted deeply into his paw. His reaction a few years ago would have been to jump and scream, but he had been taught a better method since then.

So Loki decided to use his wits. His tail twitched with pain as he pulled the thorn out of his paw, but it stopped quickly. He tossed the thorn aside and smirked at it. He might've found himself covered in them once under a stormy sky, but Loki had known better this time around. All thanks to Velvet. Dearest Velvet, with her coolness and logic.

A young kalon stands near his sleeping sister in the soft colors of the sunset, cautiously pacing. As his steps start to burrow into the ground, he concludes that everything seems fine. He lets his guard down and starts to explore the forest.

A bush with roses almost pure black lies nearby. The flowers seem to be healthy despite their unnatural color, and the leaves the color of autumn. The kalon decides to try and pick a rose for his sister. The rain starts to fall as he leaps towards the bush.

His younger sister comes along later to find her brother covered in thorns in the middle of a storm. She approaches him carefully as he seems ready to take on the world, and plucks one of the thorns out with her teeth. The brother seems content with this, and his instincts prove right as his sister heals his wounds. After time, the young kalon begins to grow to love his other sister for her calmness.

Loki smiled at the memory and dozed off. He would heal his paw tomorrow.

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ｖｅｌｖｅｔ ｌａｙ ｔｈｅｒｅ, ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｅｄｇｅ ｏｆ ｓｌｅｅｐ. Unlike Loki, who had jumped at every little thing that moved, she had curled up to keep the pesky wind out and nothing else. She watched him instinctively curl around her, while his fur had started burrowing into her a little too much for her liking. But he was her older brother and the reason she had been kept alive when depression had hit its hardest.

She sighed almost silently as vague but quick thoughts flickered into her head with the only word she knew being sister. She had expected it. Velvet had a suspicion she and Loki weren't the only two Kalons around in the forest, but only had time to think about it while she slept. A twitch from her brother's tail pushed her back into consciousness so she gave him a harsh look. He didn't seem to be responding, so she lay back down and started to think.

There was so much else she could've done back then. Find out who her mother was. Find other parents. Find out where the rest of her species was. Instead she had stayed with a loving brother who would've guarded her to his death. It seemed like a fair trade-off, honestly, but Velvet couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if they had had more siblings. A mother and a father. What if she and her brother had never been left in this dump of a forest?

Velvet was tempted to bite herself. The last time she had thought like this, she had nearly died. She turned her mind to a very old and more positive thought.

The youngest had turned pale in those days. Her mind had wondered into darkness and there seemed to be no way of convincing her out of it. She want to cry, but had used up all her tears already. She and her brother had moved to a new place, a forest. Maybe he had promised he would protect her. Maybe he was going to teach her to fight.

But she had always been scared of it for reasons. Definitely not reasonable reasons, but her instinct still advised against it. Come to think of it, her conscious mind also advised against it. There wasn't much she could see in that forest. Nothing worth it except death and the harshness of nature. Even her brother couldn't deny that.

By the time she had finished thinking, her brother was gone. The kalon wailed and dashed right into the forest, trying to find him. But she was young and hungry from her grief. She stopped quickly, and curled up, whining. It had been a few hours until her brother found her alone under the trees.

Her heart leapt with joy when she saw his familiar face and when he told her there was more to see. Despite her weakness and doubt, she decided to follow him. It was worth it. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

They had reached the edge of the forest, where there were no more trees. But what there was had a thousand colors, dancing and mixing with each other as the sun slowly set. Pinks and purples and yellows and reds. The only clouds she could see was one that looked vaguely like a rose.

Her brother told her that he had painted the sky for his little sister that day.

Velvet smiled and stretched against Loki. She woke him up.

"Loki, get up. We're going to see the sunset again and you're coming whether you like it or not."

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