Through the Tedium of Familiarity [Skia]

The day had been long for the goddess. Many preparations were needed for the battle that was fourth-coming in a very short time. Amon was planning to overtake some scrawny pack of mortals and she was going to prove herself in the battle. She had yet to add her own blood into this branch of Abraxas, but the time would be soon. She had found her quarry to bed but her heat had yet to be upon her once more.

She lay on the overlook of the ocean. Her eyes scanned the horizon. Their home kingdom was falling she knew and this one would be rising in its stead. She held no reservations about it, this branch was stronger than any other she had seen so far. There was so many here under Amon that there was hardly a doubt that he would create a home just as strong as the fallen god himself. Though the goddess wanted it for herself, she knew it would not be hers. She'd likely have to start a side branch in the northern continent, eradicate the mortals there and ally herself heavily with Amon. For now though she would help him obtain whatever it was he wanted to obtain.

An ear flicked when she was joined, but she did not look at who it was, nor break her watch over the sea. Her nose twitched as she took in the scent of her kin. One of pyralis's kids then. "Greetings Godling." She kept it short and sweet. No need to allow others to know just yet what she planned.