Loki smiled, than sighed. "Well, I guess you should know more about me. Friend." Giving her a very compassionate look, then clearing his throat. "Let's begin."
"Throughout my entire life, everyone always loved Thor. Father always was with him and playing with him, and I was left with Mother to do some hunting. Which is when I learned that Thor would be the next leader of the pack. Everyone was so overjoyed that they forgot about me, even mother did. I was working myself since a tender age to become leader, to show I was strong enough. Yet, still I was not chosen. I don't know what happened, but everyone simply turned on me that day, like I was some animal! Which is what lead me on the road of depression. Depression turned to hate, and here we are."
Talking brought tears to his eyes, if only she couldn't see them. Looking down, she sighed again. "And you've been the only one nice enough to actually listen." Smiling at her with glazed eyes like a pup.