The next morning, Loki awakens and feels the pain of his mother's loss the previous night. He didn't feel like sleeping in the Hometree since it would make his emotions worse. Coldly looking down at his feet, he saw a tree branch that he used to play with as a boy. Picking it up, his green aura flowed from the hand that gripped the branch and it began to take shape, a two-foot golden handle with an elongated silver-blade tip encircling a blue ball in the center. The aura also changed his whole attire, making his short raven-black hair a bit longer, to his shoulders, and gave him a whole new tunic. It kept the black, but with a small hint of green in some areas. 

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Meanwhile in Asgard, 

"What is this?", Odin asked Thor as he presented the wings to the king. "I have avenged you, sire", Thor said with slight guilt in his heart of what he had done. "She is vanquished? Oh, you have done well, my son. You have done what others feared to do. You will be rewarded", Odin said to him. "I will do my best to be a worthy successor, my lord", Thor promised him. 

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Loki, now emotionless, walked through the Moors until he finds the ruins where he goes to think. Sitting and leaning against a rock wall, his eyes flick to his right when a raven appeared. He needed privacy with himself. Solitude, to put it. He does so, by blowing the raven away without moving from his spot. 

The next day, Loki sees a man capture the raven with a net. "I've got you! You wicked bird!", the farmer said as the bird struggled to get out. Just as he noticed the farmer grab a sledgehammer to hurt the raven, he had enough. "Into a man", he softly said to himself as he casted his green aura with a flick of his fingers, upon the raven in the distance. The wings of the bird turned into arms and its body formed the shape of a man. "It's a demon!", the farmer exclaimed before running off. Loki then approaches the man-raven.