04-25-2018, 08:10 PM
Just as expected, Liria's ears twitch as she hears the voice of anther arriving. The star speckled goddess turns her head to see the small form of the feline(who is much more than meets the eye, but Liria can't quite tell what it is), and finds herself feeling a flicker of uncertainty as she is reminded of just how small the common cat population tends to be. Under normal circumstances, Liria would be unbothered by this, being so used to towering over the population, but she can't help but think of how big Uuvi's paw had been compared to Nebula. How effortless the jaded goddess had found it to take down her charge. And -- for all the horror and grief on Ilivi's face, she knew it was more over Liria herself than it was Nebula. And that -- that infuriated Liria more than anything else. That Ilivi didn't care about her creations, as short-lived and numerous as they were, as much as she did about her council of fakes. (liria included, yes.)
"I'm sure this is a perfectly nice place. I apologize, I did sound rather cryptic, didn't I?" Liria's head tilts as she looks down on the little feline's figure, near unblinkingly. She's not used to others bringing up her cryptic language, however subtle in may be. Though, Liria couldn't deny, she wouldn't be here if it weren't for Ilivi's direct intervention, so she supposed that Nayru's insistence on the group's good was rather spirit lifting. "I suppose it's because I am ... not the type to do something like this. I am not the most sociable, you see," The lioness answers Nayru's question now, and after a delayed pause, makes to shrug her shoulders. Her charges had always been made uneasy by Liria's complete stillness, not even a twitch, and Liria cares about their opinions above all. She'd been trying to get better about it, lately. "In any case, it is a pleasure to meet you, Nayru," Lyria smiles once more, this time more pleasantly. Nayru seemed well enough, if a little odd. Granted, Liria had never encountered many mortals(??) beyond her charges(or their companions, by extension), but she'd been told that her charges were too strange to set her standards for other mortals by the council.
//thank you!! <333
[align=center]∞ they'll be really fucking sorry
"I'm sure this is a perfectly nice place. I apologize, I did sound rather cryptic, didn't I?" Liria's head tilts as she looks down on the little feline's figure, near unblinkingly. She's not used to others bringing up her cryptic language, however subtle in may be. Though, Liria couldn't deny, she wouldn't be here if it weren't for Ilivi's direct intervention, so she supposed that Nayru's insistence on the group's good was rather spirit lifting. "I suppose it's because I am ... not the type to do something like this. I am not the most sociable, you see," The lioness answers Nayru's question now, and after a delayed pause, makes to shrug her shoulders. Her charges had always been made uneasy by Liria's complete stillness, not even a twitch, and Liria cares about their opinions above all. She'd been trying to get better about it, lately. "In any case, it is a pleasure to meet you, Nayru," Lyria smiles once more, this time more pleasantly. Nayru seemed well enough, if a little odd. Granted, Liria had never encountered many mortals(??) beyond her charges(or their companions, by extension), but she'd been told that her charges were too strange to set her standards for other mortals by the council.
//thank you!! <333
[align=center]∞ they'll be really fucking sorry
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