Good Omens (Abraxi)

*Amon* · 10-28-2017, 03:06 PM

Amon was well adjusted to days not turning out quite as he might have hoped or suspected. In fact, he rarely suspected a day to play out as planned. This extended to guessing that his brother might have turned up unannounced at the canyon's edge. He had not expected it, but this did not mean that Amon reacted with any less jubilance as the howl echoed about between the canyon's earthen walls. He had not seen Apollo in many moons, and was astounded to know that the male had found his way here. Still, the howl was unmistakable, and Amon surged to his feet.

He rushed towards the sound of it's origin, but was ultimately unsurprised to find Pyralis there already. The pale man stood out amongst his siblings, looking remarkably like Amon's own son, Gaios, echoing of Malleus and Astaroth and Lilith as well except paler yet. Amon, overcome by jubilance he rarely experienced, galloped forward as well. He saw Pyralis rear up and attempt to grapple their sibling, causing him to smile. Grown as they may be, youthful habits never truly faded. "I didn't expect to find your corpse dragging itself ashore of these lands," Amon said by way of greeting. "But I'm glad it did. How has the last year fared for you?" Amon asked, a dose of civility beside their wild sister. Fallen God's mercy, it was good to see the unfamiliar face of their brother again. In the back of his mind, Amon wondered what had brought Apollo to their lands, but he supposed he would find out in time.

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