The ground shook as a shadow was cast across the grassy sparring ring. Surely the sudden sense of foreboding heralded the arrival of a great and powerful challenger, one who could use speed and cunning to take down even the most terrible of foes, jaw opening on rows of sharp teeth to let out a keening roar designed to chill the blood-

"WOOK!"

Or there was just a tiny fluffy raptor standing in the ring, watching Thor with intent interest, tail perked.

Where had she gotten the armor? Was that some poor sap's arm and shoulder piece? How had she even put it on?