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It is obvious from the time Loki learns to walk that she is not going to be very good at it. Normal toddlers fall, and often; she does it more, and longer. She has been practicing at walking for years before she can cross a floor smoothly nine times of ten, even if she does not sprawl completely every time she missteps.
She winces when she trips, not so much out of embarrassment or because she's hurt herself, but because the reactions are never good.
Falling is not a princessly thing to do.
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"...And it would be bad to just magic them defeated and go back to whatever I wanted to be doing?" Loki clarifies.
"It would be dishonourable," says Frigg. "If you do that too often, every warrior in the Nine Realms will be your enemy."
"Oh. Then I would never get to do whatever I wanted to be doing," frowns Loki. "...All of them? Even Thor would hate me?"
"Thor would think you had done a very bad thing, but she is your sister, and she loves you," says Frigg.
"Oh." Loki sighs. "I would still like to be able to do other things with it, though. I read a book that said sorcerers can change into birds!"
"We can," says Frigg. "I have done it. You can touch my cloak of feathers if you like, but you cannot use it, because it is not yours. And you cannot make your own, because you are not a sorcerer."
"I guess now you can really do it, so you don't have to have dreams about it," muses Loki. "Is it wonderful? Flying?"
"Because that is how it was when things began, and next you will ask me why it was that way, and I will tell you that I was not there and do not know."
"If everyone agreed that it was okay for anybody to spear their enemies or magic themselves into birds, would that be it or would other things have to happen?" asks Lokibell, tapping her chin.