Loki's attention was easily swayed to focus on the adorable fluff at his feet, everything previous readily thrown to the wind. He tried not to grin so that his answer would come out straight. "Bright elf, light elf, sun elf. Names for the ljósálfar, the fair skinned elves of álfheimr. They are divine beings held in much regard as the Æsir. Their counterparts are the dökkálfar, dark elves."

He smiled down fondly at the cub and dared to dangle a few fingers in front of him just to test the waters of Clint's current attention span. "You'd make a good álfar."