everything I let go
Erebos, given his youth, had perhaps expected Amhran to be loaded with any number of abilities from Rae. What this imagination inspired and conjured was a range of possibilities – from baking, singing, mending, sprouting, being able to get dirt out from under fingernails easily, and then anything associated with plants (like, could he make them dance or something?); which likely meant he should’ve been studying a bit more on the gods too. To hear it was healing, and for lilies, made him quiet down a little, brow furrowing as he mulled over these new pragmatics. “I guess I figured you would get like, so many all at once! I didn’t know yours had to grow too.” He grinned then, further inspired that they were much alike, before his attention beelined to the destined muffin tray.
Curiosity would get the better of him, further ponderings made by childlike wonder and the growl in his stomach. “Is there anything you’d like, want to be able to do?” Erebos intended to be able to enhance his illusion magic eventually, namely for tricks, but maybe Amhran had better ideals. Before long though, the questions died off in favor of the baked goods, and he held out his palms to snag at the proffered gift like it was a divine thing. “Thank youuuuu,” and despite it being a tad bit too warm, he bit off a piece anyway. The flavors hit his tongue with such a fervor he was immediately charmed. “These are way better than the ones down in the market!” he declared, full of passion and loyalty on the subject matter.
Curiosity would get the better of him, further ponderings made by childlike wonder and the growl in his stomach. “Is there anything you’d like, want to be able to do?” Erebos intended to be able to enhance his illusion magic eventually, namely for tricks, but maybe Amhran had better ideals. Before long though, the questions died off in favor of the baked goods, and he held out his palms to snag at the proffered gift like it was a divine thing. “Thank youuuuu,” and despite it being a tad bit too warm, he bit off a piece anyway. The flavors hit his tongue with such a fervor he was immediately charmed. “These are way better than the ones down in the market!” he declared, full of passion and loyalty on the subject matter.
Erebos
has claw marks on it
