ardent

the voice of god

Riva



Asmodeus I

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
313
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
140
player

Samhain 2022Statue 4 WorshipDouble Master1KAll Oozed OutThe Ooze Participant
The Ooze - Variation 3
10-27-2021, 12:03 AM



Her paw came atop his, and Deus looked down to see the difference in size between mother and son. She was small, something to be protected, but still with so much fire of her own that sometimes he forgot who was protecting who. Riva had heard the voice as well, in her dreams, and Deus' fur stood further in alarm. He opened his mouth to encourage her back inside the den, when suddenly the small healer was marching into the forest yelling to the voice with as stern a voice as he'd ever heard her use.

"Mother!" Half-whispered, half-shouted at her, following along urgently. "You can't talk to Abraxas like that!" His ears pulled flat against his skull and he glanced out at the trees, half expecting a specter of his God to show himself and smite them. "You're not scaring me, please forgive her." The Abraxas youth murmured, almost like a dejected child.

"Speech"