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Everything was so new that sometimes it was all too overwhelming. He'd been in Amunet's mind for so long, he'd nearly forgotten what it was like to have a physical form. There were things he liked about it, like feeling wind against his fur and being able to tend to his beloved rocks and plants. But there were other, less favorable things about the new form, such as when there were terrible smells or when he twisted his paw while walking or when he had to talk to someone he might not really want to speak with. He'd also caught himself speaking out loud on occasion when he meant to only think what he was saying. He'd started carrying a bag with him at all times, which contained items of interest. Usually this was just an odd colored rock or a plant he'd never seen before but other times he'd find odd, discarded objects or mutated animals. He didn't like carrying the odd prey around for too long, the body would get blood all over his bag, though he did drag them back and ask Amunet about them, which she didn't seem to appreciate but she never really complained about it.

He'd started getting the letters again. It happened every single time he had a physical form. He did his best to throw them away and forget about them but they stuck around. So, today, he'd stuffed them all in the bottom of his bag and placed his rocks and plants over them, hoping they'd be torn to shreds or stained beyond recognition by the end of the day. He was sure he wasn't so lucky but he could only hope. He was just thankful Amunet hadn't noticed them yet (or, if she had, she hadn't brought it up to him). While most of them contained sweet words meant for lovers or desperate pleas for some sort of luck in love, some of them were horribly vulgar and Amun could barely look at them without feeling uncomfortable. He wasn't sure why they appeared or where they came from but he wished that less people like him. Then one of them appeared. It floated gently from above and the man let out a huff, quickly swiping it up with his paw and shoving it into his bag as aggressively as he could.

Thankfully, he was soon distracted from his annoyance by two voices, one of which he recognized and one that he didn't. Amun came beside Fenrisulfer, who he'd met just days ago when he first separated from his dear sister. "Hello Cairos," he greeted simply, the way Amunet had taught him with a light nod towards the stranger. "I can't say I've heard of anyone named Husani, although I've only been... around for a few days now." He did have to admit the name sounded familiar but, then again, he'd grown up in Egypt. "That is an Egyptian name, yes? My sister and I are the only ones to be from... that area." Was he even from Egypt? He wasn't exactly sure but he knew that was where most of the gods he was familiar with resided so he supposed it was appropriate enough. 

★ a new wind blows and soon it will be spring━