The blond man laughed in that jovial way of his, turning his gaze on Katherine and then nodding with another laugh of agreement to Loki. "He is right, Katherine," Thor sang as he stretched, feeling for once not too big for the world. Everything on Midgard was the same relative size and scale yet he often felt too large, too strong, and always had to be careful not to crush. Children's toys were especially dangerous.
"Let him, you will enjoy it!" the heir then went on to say with a nod before Katherine could agree. This was a time to revel in what they had, not worry, and he wanted Katherine to get the full experience while she could! Loki's wizardry wouldn't harm her--at least, so Thor thought. He still so badly wanted to believe in his brother's second chance at life.
His gaze then dropped to Sif and he smiled at her in a kinder, different way. "You worry too much," he said with a warm hand clapping around her back gently. "I cannot recall the arrival to Asgard since our stay upon the island, but I cannot ignore this, either. Let us go to our f--" Thor turned his gaze up in what only felt as if in slow motion as the world suddenly shook. It was distant at first but something broke through the trees and brush, sounds growing louder, the shaking more and more violent.
A trumpet pierced the sky. Crashing from the wood appeared a monstrous creature as tall as the three gods standing upon one another's shoulders. It had four horns upon his head--two on the top and two below those on the sides--and looked like an elephant mixed with a boar. It also looked very, very angry. Charging, the beast narrowly missed going through or trampling over the portal as it head straight for the travelers. Another trumpet, a warning.
Thor reached for his hammer, the air coursing with static even as he drew his weapon.