I spoke to god today

Enyo’s gaze cut through the tranquil scene with the same sharpness she applied to every other aspect of her life. Making sure there was no dangers present before she approached her brother. Her eyes narrowed with a mix of disdain and scrutiny. If she had become so enthralled with something so mundane she would be harshly judged. She observed him from a distance, her haughty demeanor apparent even in the way she carried herself. Really Atticus? She felt the urge to say something but stopped herself. They had a Nike at home, there was no need to become another here. For now, they were all free from her spite. The last thing Enyo wanted to become was her mother.

“Hello brother." she greeted him as she padded over to sit beside him. The air is humid with the half-crescent springs. "This land, it has much to offer. In such a short time, I have seen so much beauty." Dare she say it was more beautiful than home? Or was home too monotonous and now that she had something newer to gaze at she glorified it? Although she could never forget that there were far more pressing matters at hand, she saw no harm in taking a moment to relax with her brother. " This land we so diligently survey is just a speck in the grand scheme of the Dunamis legacy.”

“I suppose it’s admirable in a way. The way our parents throw us into the fire. They have much faith. Let us not forget that there are expectations placed upon us. Enjoy these brief excursions into nature. I have a feeling we have much work ahead."

Enyo flicked her gaze towards the shimmering water, a smirk playing at her lips as she continued. She had to admit, it’s almost endearing how he could become so absorbed in the trivial. Perhaps there was a lesson to learn. She was uptight and irritated as of late, although she tried not to show it. She would look at Atticus, his pelt so much like hers and she would mimic him. Easing her giant body into the warm water and sighing. It eased her sore muscles.


"SPEECH"