*Running through the forest, several days have past and Loki is very lost and is visible hurt, his t-shirt is torn and he is sweating badly, he stops abruptly as he senses that someone may be ahead*
Loki: Huff... hufff... who's there?
*he swipes the sweat and dirt off his face, as he eases his way deeper into the forest.*
Loki: Huff... hufff... who's there?
*he swipes the sweat and dirt off his face, as he eases his way deeper into the forest.*