Someone's been busy! [Amon]
12-20-2017, 05:41 PM
A smile curled onto Amon's lips as he noticed Naamah appraising him. He knew that within a few years his body would start to ache and weaken, but for the time being he remained sturdy and strong. The exertions of the past season had been enough to cut away any excess weight Amon might have gained in the past year of rearing the whelps, leaving only the well-muscled godling beneath. He quirked a brow. Naamah remarked that she was perhaps missing the sensation of being with a family unit of sorts. It certainly wasn't what Amon would have expected of the woman, and he himself quickly reappraised her. "Of course," he replied to her questions about their children. "Both are healthy and strong. Liyah has a brilliant, cutting intellect. Gaios was at the very least graced with a level temper and his own sort of quiet cunning. I worried that he might not have the mettle for battle, but he was keen on making an impact in our conquest of this pack." Naamah claimed to be tired and lonely, satisfied with her time spent in the past moons but wanting to come find her place within their Empire. Amon reflected that he personally would be glad to have her, but he could not help but be concerned about the circumstance of it all. "I believe you are correct, I think you would certainly be an asset to the Empire." There was no doubt about that, after all. Amon would not have bred with her if it were not the case, and the children they had produced ought to be proof enough of the Fallen God's favor should anyone contradict it. "But I cannot promise you any rank except that which is earned. Of course, this isn't to imply you would expect such treatment, only that certain members of my kin would use any excuse to question your ability given that you do not share our lineage." It was a simple fact, and Amon would not expect Naamah to have thought any differently. She had lived with their clan for long enough to know their habits and ways. Despite being god-touched in her own way, Naamah would appear mortal to them before anything else, and it would be better that she be prepared for it going in. "What role would you see yourself filling?" They had a strong need for both scouts and hunters, though he knew Naamah was capable in the arts of war as well. Ultimately it would be her choice. Without pups to feed at present, lack of designated hunters was not as dire as might be. Walk, "Talk" Think |