As soon as Loki finished speaking, the Falcon that had been standing on his arm suddenly spread its wings and flew up again.
Loki was a little surprised. Not only was he good at shapeshifting, but he was also an excellent magician. A bird of prey like the Falcon naturally wouldn't just fall on someone's arm. He had taken the bird down from the sky with magic, and although not very profound, it was more than enough to deal with such a brainless beast.
The Falcon probably didn't know why, but it suddenly saw that Loki was particularly amiable, so it couldn't help but fall into Loki's hand. It withdrew its sharp claws and hard beak, becoming as docile as a pet.
But it was this completely tamed bird that was now out of Loki's control.
