When Uriel didn't object Loki added his second hand. Her wing was so much bigger than those of the ravens, so many wonderfully soft feathers he hadn't touched, yet.

One finger got stuck on a slightly out of place feather and he gently nudged it back into line, then ran his hand through there from the very top again to make sure there were no other misbehaving feathers.

He didn't even notice that he'd started purring softly again.