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Post by Honeystorm on Nov 11, 2019 22:18:33 GMT -5
He didn't look it, but when dealing with the deities of other skies, the Sun God was quite patient. Mostly because he had to be. Couldn't just go around starting wars with the other gods or ancestors, though he truly did like it better when he could wander untamed skies. What he wouldn't stand for, however, was Wanheda's attempts to encroach on his sky. They weren't so far from each other on the cosmic scale of things, and he was only too keenly aware of her unwanted presence pushing on his ethereal borders.
The deity stood in the skies Wanheda had tried to claim for her own. He could feel her rippling presence as it pushed for dominance, but he was much older than she, and his presence had held these skies since long before these small felines ever walked the land. Had walked the same skies she ruled.
"I've grown tired of your excuses, Wanheda. These skies are not yours to claim." Perhaps she was having troubles, now that the group she guided was no longer in existence, it's land claimed by heathens who cared not for her guidance, but that was not his problem. She had her place, and had no right to try and take his, whether it be out of need or desperation and he would not let this go unpunished.
Soft and shimmering pine hued eyes gazed back at the cat before her. His presence held dominance, as if daring her to challenge his very existence. Which, in a way, she was. Wanheda sat perfectly still, her tail curled lightly over her paws and her shoulders straight with poise. She looked like a perfect little queen. The stars glistened across the dark tabby stripes that lined her back. She lifted her head slightly.
“I am here.” She reminded him, voice calm and collected.
It was true, he had been around for some time now. Yet, here she was, too.
Post by Honeystorm on Nov 30, 2019 21:27:47 GMT -5
"Then I will have to remedy that myself." He answered, and as he stepped forward, his power seemed to crash against hers, fiery and hot, each step towards her an unrelenting force of untamed strength that he possessed. The Sun God found her calmness grating, though by some enormous sense of restraint, or maybe simple arrogance, he closed what distance there was.
"Leave." Such a simple word, but there was force behind it, an order, not a question, that showed Wanheda just how much respect her fellow deity seemed to told of her, treating her like some petulant child needing to be disciplined. If she didn't listen, the word promised much a much harsher reaction than simply forcing her out of these skies.
“I will not.” Even with the intimidating way the tom held himself, she was persistent. Wanheda had claimed the skies that overlooked the cities for some time now. Why should he want this place back at this point? Her tail tip flicked as if annoyed.
“What have you to gain from holding the skies here? My Coalition has mostly gone. Can you not bare the thought of cats believing so much in another? Let me fade away in these skies, and you’ll have them back soon. Is that really too much to give? Or are you attempting to hoard the most you can in the starry territories?”
