Loki whined faintly when he was woken and sat up and rubbed his eyes. “We’re there already?” He asked, sluggish. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep... I’m sorry.” He mumbled, blinking out at the farm before beaming when he caught sight of a pure black horse running out in the field. It looked sleek and shiny and beautiful and he watched as it raced through the field like it just loved life. “It’s beautiful out here.” Loki admitted as he slowly got out of the car and stretched with a groan. “Remind me to never sleep in a car. My back is killing me.” Loki admitted before smiling as the beating of dogs sounded and a small pack of four legged dogs came tearing around the house. Loki only recognized the one. A huge wolf dog looking thing with mottled gray fur that came up to Loki’s stomach. It sniffed them all, framed them to be fine, and then took off after the rest of the dogs. “Hmmm.” Loki’s sighed, turning his face into the bright sunshine with his eyes closed. Luxuriating in the bright light and warmth. He was practically glowing. “I always forget how gloomy and dark the city tends to be.”