It is not Just Beauty in this Dimension [Amon]

The large male sought through the lands looking for his family.

Archon had taken the time to explore the surrounding lands and observe the natives with a close curiosity. How strange these creatures who wore the same skin as gods were. It had made him wonder often about their own lives and how they went about them, seemingly unknowing of the gods that walked among them.

And through all that, he had found not one suitable to breed. Archon was not a fool. He knew his age and his need to breed. Although the lesser beings were interesting to watch from afar, he had found none stunning enough in either lineage or wit to reason one of them bearing his pups.

It was both parts boring and frustrating.

After some time, his solo excursions became dull. He wished again to be in the presence of his kind.

It took a little while, but he found them. And he had found that they had found a place to settle.

Archon approached, his gut stirring slightly in awe and a touch of fear. Amon's scent was fresh. How would he react to Archon showing up now? Archon reassured himself that, logically, he had nothing to worry about, but his mind failed to be eased.

Gathering his thoughts, Archon called to Amon. It was time for a reunion.