Big God

She sat close to Thalia but far enough away that their fur wasn't quite touching. The tension between them was a single sinew tugged until it was nearly breaking. Knowing that Thalia often retreated to pray alone, Theory knew it was best to give her some space as she struggled to explain that which was most private. This was her sacred space and Theo was merely a visitor. The alpha stretched once, long and low, then laid her chin on her paws like a student listening to their mentor. "Respect and admiration is more useful when it is birthed organically." Finally Thalia sat down and Theory relaxed slightly at the sight of her letting some of that tension loosen. There still felt like an invisible tether drawing the two of them together, but it was slack now; easier to pull them back together without risking the ugly snapping of that connection. That was what felt sacred to her, the precious gravity that kept them orbiting each other despite the forces that threatened to pull them apart. After all, did she not feel respect and admiration for Thalia? Theory continued to listen and watch her, blue eyes now soft and molten with unspoken words. She'd wait until Thalia finished.

"In his rage he created all the misfortunes in the world - disasters, sickness, even death itself." A silence hung between them for a moment as Theory slowly absorbed her words. "Then he is not a benevolent god?" She asked softly. Her words weren't accusatory, just soft and slightly confused. "Does he... love?" Because god has brought you here. To me. And I love you. And it is terrifying and wonderful. Her thoughts raced in circles like a panicked creature. After all this time, she still worried one wrong move would drive Thalia away. The weather had favored Theo this past winter, albeit strangely. Huge snow drifts had kept Thalia safely in Abaven but it was likely that Eligos could - and would - recall her any day now. Each moment was precious.