the lies we weave
09-17-2017, 08:04 PM
YOUNG AND A MENACE
Someone appeared, in the form of a smaller and brutish male. The godling eyed him, mismatched gaze roving to the odd beast that trailed along beside him. A cat of some sort, that was definitely lurking quite close. Not something they had seen before. Interesting. The male spoke, providing a clue to his identity. The golden deity lifted their crown, tilting it to the side curiously. "These are your borders, are they?" They questioned, brow quirked. Despite the beast that lurked so closely, they were far from afraid.
"My sister told me of a pack here, and I was curious. It is not often others dare remain so close to the clan, and thus your pack had piqued my interest." They rumbled, casting their gaze towards the stone monolith nearby. In all truth, they were no longer interested in the wolf that had come to meet them at the border. While the companion was something out of the ordinary, the male wasn't all that impressive to them. What held their attention, more or less, was elsewhere now. "What does this pack call itself, anyway?" The beast asked absently, frowning to themself. It was of importance to gather information, as they had promised Amon. However, this one looked like a goody two shoes. Justice and love and all that shit.
I THINK THAT GOD IS GONNA HAVE TO KILL ME TWICE
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