~ Tails and Ears ~

By: Monkan

Warnings: Animal Slash, Mentioned Death, Pain, Angst

Rating: T (I guess)

Pairing: Dog!Thor/Cat!Loki

Type: Trilogy

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story. The characters belong to Marvel and the Norse Mythology. Or any other products that may be mentioned.

A/N: My cat have been kicking me to much lately. We share the sofa and she always ends up kicking my leg in her sleep. So this story is for her I guess. ^^

Summary: Loki lived an easy life, but then his home was burned down and he lost his family. Then the one to find him was a Golden Retriever named Thor and his family.

~ Chapter 1 of 3 ~

It was like any other day in Loki's life. A warm and sunny day. The black Bombay breed cat lay on his side on a big fluffy pillow. His whole body laying across it with his paws over the edge. One ear twitched before Loki stretched his whole body, rolling partly onto his back with a snort through his nose.

When the sudden touch of a hand on his long sleek body touched him he flung his head up to see who it was and saw it was his owner, Laufey. Upon seeing the nice man Loki started to purr loudly and licked the hand.

Laufey chuckled before he cuddled with Loki's head, making the cat bump his head into the hand again and again before licking once more. Laufey sat down next to him and his other hand came up to scratch his tummy.

It felt so good that Loki for a moment forgot about his head.

Then he reached out with his paws in a try to capture the hand and Laufey pulled away before he could reach it.

Loki continued to purr as he stared with wide green eyes at his owner, his cut claws flexing into the pillow without piercing the fabric.

He sat up on the pillow and stared expectantly at his owner while continuing to purr.

He loved this human. Ever since the big man had taken him, he had had nothing but good experiences and had lived a happy life. He had food. He had water. He had places to sleep. And he had a human who he adored.

Being the runt of a litter was hard because his siblings had bullied him and pushed him away from their mother, leaving him to starve. Then one day this man had come and while all his four siblings had crawled to the human in an attempt to appear cute and adorable, he had remained in the corner. Too weak to do anything. His mother was trying to get him to eat but he no longer had any interest in it. If he tried he would be bullied later and he was too tired to withstand that.

Then a hand had reached for him and picked him up. Strong big hands that held him carefully. He opened one eye to look and saw a big face he had never seen. A finger began to pet him as he heard the man and his mother's owner talking. He was brought to a strange place and suddenly the finger came back to his nose and it smelled absolutely delicious.

It had drawn his attention and he soon began to suckle on it. That was the moment the strange man had decided to take him. He had been named Loki by his new owner.

Since then, his owner had taken good care of him. Made sure he ate and taught him the rules. Of course Loki was naughty from time to time. He was simply curious and he learned quickly where and what was not good to do if he didn't want to be punished by the evil water spray.

But they cuddled together and slept together. It was a good life. Even when his owner brought home a mate and they started to have children of their own, he never felt left out. If he wanted attention he would seek out someone. Mostly Laufey.

It was a good life and Loki couldn't be more happy.

Then one day, it all changed. It was later the same day when Loki was cleaning his black fur that he noticed a strange smell. He had never smelled it and it upset him so he sought out the source. He walked through the house until he came to the kitchen area and big horrible heat hit him. He saw his family trapped in the sea of heat. They tried to get out but the danger were coming closer.

Loki meowed as loudly as he could. Screaming at them to run. He tried to get closer but he could feel some of his fur snap away from his body and it hurt badly.

His dear Laufey yelled at him to get out.

That was what he needed to do. He needed to get help. So he ran out the open backdoor and meowed as loudly as he could. Screaming at the top of his lungs at the neighbors for help.

An old crow that lived across the street came out to chase away whatever monster that were disturbing her when she saw the burning house.

Loki knew she would call for help and started to run back to his home when suddenly it all exploded in a loud noise.

Loki were thrown across the street by the shock wave and he landed on the grass. He stared wide eyed at his home that were gone. Where had it gone? Where were his owner? Where were the others?

The black cat limped over the street to search the burning remains but he couldn't get to close because of that terrible heat.

Then came a loud noise down the street. It was ear deafening and he was soon chased away into the bushes by running men in strange outfits.

Loki ran as best he could.

It had started to rain and Loki's strength were growing thin. His body hurt and so did his heart. Where had everyone gone and left him behind?

He met a stray who hissed at him to get of her territory and he limped on as best he could.

When he knew he couldn't take another step, he stopped behind a large bush and just lay in the dirt to rest. He who had taken so much care of his appearance was beyond caring. He just wanted his owner to come and get him.

Loki woke up by something loud sniffing him. He cracked open one eye and saw a big yellow mutt standing over him. But he couldn't care less. He closed his eye again and went on ignoring the canine.

Thor who had been sniffing around for something to play with had come upon the black mass of fur and he had been surprised. He saw it was a cat because they always walked by and never played with him. They were also a lot smaller than him and so adorable. But this cat was different. He could smell the scent of fire on the fur. Something he smelled when his family went out to camp and struck a fire.

A fire was hot and could be used to heat delicious things, but it was also hot and hurtful to get too close to. Something he had learned once.

This cat was hurt, he concluded and whined when the green eye opened and closed without further reaction. He couldn't help the whine before he ran back across the lawn and to his house.

He headed up the short wooden steps to the patio with thundering steps. His nails scraping the boards. He saw his owner Odin sitting with a paper in his hands. Thor whined and barked loudly to get his owners attention. When he knew he got it he turned in a circle and ran across the lawn, but when he noticed his owner wasn't following he went back and this time tugged at the pants. He backed away and whined until Odin stood up and said he would follow him to see what he wanted to show him.

Thor rushed down the steps and ran across the lawn to the bush where the cat was and his tail waged back and forth as he turned around to make sure the both the cat and his owner were where he wanted them.

"What's wrong?" Odin asked as he came up behind his Golden Retriever. He pushed aside Thor to get a better look behind the bush that was obviously interesting.

Thor whined as his owner bent down and picked up the black cat. The feline didn't move or even acknowledge of being picked up.

Thor followed faithfully his owner as they brought the black cat into their house.

The next time Loki opened his green eyes, he was somewhere he didn't recognize. There were also a loud bark that almost sent him out of his skin.

He looked up at the big dog laying in front of him and tried to assimilate the situation. He had never met a dog this close before. Since he didn't go outside he only had the opportunity to view one when someone came walking by with one on a leash.

"Where the hell am I?" he asked in a reserved voice.

"You're at my house." The dog answered. "I'm Thor. What's your name?"

It was quiet easily to see that this mutt was as harmless as the children in his family had been. They were just bigger than him but that was about it.

"Loki." he admitted.

"What's happened to you?" Thor asked without hesitation. Not a thought that it might be something that Loki didn't want to answer or was uncomfortable with to remember.

"I don't know." Loki put his head on his front paws and just looked at the dog. "I woke up and there was something wrong in the house. I went to get help when there was a really loud noise and when I looked at my home, it was gone." It really hurt to remember. "I want my owner." his longing leaking into his voice.

Thor whined at the hurt the cat was obviously feeling and he inched as close as he could get without making Loki uncomfortable. Cat's didn't usually like him after all. He didn't want Loki to hate him.

When Odin came back into the room with his wife Frigga they saw their dog curled up next to the pillow and blanket they had used to make a bed for the cat.

They had just watched the news about a house explosion in the suburbs and that the family of four that had lived there had been killed. It wasn't hard for the smart Odin to piece together that the cat they had picked up had most likely belonged to the family.

The black cat was obviously domestic, he had a collar with the name 'Loki' on it, and he was covered in the smell of smoke and ashes.

"What should we do?" asked Frigga her husband. "We can't just throw him out, the poor thing."

Odin put a hand on her shoulder in reassurance that it would somehow be solved.

"We'll see after he's healed. For now, he will have time to recover before we decide what to do with him."

Neither Loki or Thor even noticed the humans entering or leaving as they slept side by side.

TBC