Playing was Isuma's default state, and she eagerly reared up on her hind legs to dance and bat after the dangling strip of twisting cloth with gentle talons. She might not have understood the deity's words, but his tone had her purring with pleasure at the attention, when she wasn't chirruping in delight at the toy and playmate they had found.
Jigano was more solemn, and he tilted his head curiously at hearing of Vi's anger. Mort's calm equanimity matched with what Safrin had shared of the Old Gods, and he relaxed a little to know that Ludo, at least, had nothing to worry about. The Starry-Eyed One though... well. She was a worry for another time. The fox leaned into the scritches a little self-consciously, closing his eyes as he thought of the last time he had soon the masked god. There had been lanterns in those woods, too, and spirits that walked beside and behind him in a quiet parade. Amalia had been there, too, and they had discussed... several things. But one...
Now that the barrier is down, and Mort can reach the souls within again, he spoke slowly in his mind, forming the words carefully as he explored them, will he be able to bring back those lost souls? The ones who can't - or won't - find their way to your lantern and song in the normal passage of time? Curling up beneath Ludo's hand, Jigano found himself tilting his head harder into the clever fingers as the god found a particularly itchy spot and sank deep into soft fur.
Jigano was more solemn, and he tilted his head curiously at hearing of Vi's anger. Mort's calm equanimity matched with what Safrin had shared of the Old Gods, and he relaxed a little to know that Ludo, at least, had nothing to worry about. The Starry-Eyed One though... well. She was a worry for another time. The fox leaned into the scritches a little self-consciously, closing his eyes as he thought of the last time he had soon the masked god. There had been lanterns in those woods, too, and spirits that walked beside and behind him in a quiet parade. Amalia had been there, too, and they had discussed... several things. But one...
Now that the barrier is down, and Mort can reach the souls within again, he spoke slowly in his mind, forming the words carefully as he explored them, will he be able to bring back those lost souls? The ones who can't - or won't - find their way to your lantern and song in the normal passage of time? Curling up beneath Ludo's hand, Jigano found himself tilting his head harder into the clever fingers as the god found a particularly itchy spot and sank deep into soft fur.
