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Another God or a Tiveronah dedicate can respond to this thread. If its a dedicate of her's this would be occurring during them dreaming.
setting: A strange looking forest that differs from the Brookclan forest. The trees are very tall and the sky is very dark.
The forest was the place where Tiveronah called home. It never rained here, but off in the distance there was the rumbling of thunder. Sometimes the forest would flash white from bolts of lightning. The perfect place for the god of chaos to live. The small leopard spotted she-cat was taking a nice stroll in her small patch of territory. She wondered who she would see today. One of her lovely dedicates? Or would it be one of her fellow gods? Maybe she would get a chance visit from Nivet the god of Balance? Or maybe her counterpart Devonei would pay her a visit. Or better yet maybe one of the duo Marli or Cauli would visit her.
As it so happened, it was the cat who perhaps hated Tiveronah most, her counterpart, Devonei. Compared even to her, he was small, barely the size of a three moon old kitten of the clans, with deep ocher eyes and a stern expression that seemed to want to freeze the ground beneath his own paws. She had had her fun during Tasman's brief reign, stealing his spotlight from when Kerrigan, a former dedicate of his, had led. Of course, all had been righted in time, and now it was his own dedicate who reigned once more, as had always been intended, though her influence stood in the form of the Vrachi, one of hers. Though neither were theirs any longer, but Nivet's. Not that Devonei would ever truly let his own go. "What sort of mischief are you up to today?" He questioned, already glowering at the feline before him. The rusty-spotted cat, in some ways, looked rather comical, with his large eyes and rounded features, but the power in his paws was not to be ignored all the same, and it was his own mission to keep her from causing too much harm to his precious order.
"Oh how lovely to see you dear dear Devonei. It's such a wonderful surprise." The asian leopard she-cat responded. Her lips widening in a bright smile revealing the sharp pearly white teeth behind. While her response was dripping in sarcasm. Her white tip tail twitched ever so slightly showing her growing annoyance that the tom had come to bother her. "Like what I've done with the place? Its my own little haven. It either scares the dedicates or they find it enjoyable." She let out a small purr at the thought of scaring dedicates that were not her's.
