07-22-2020, 05:22 AM
[glow=white,1,400]BUT DO YOU FEEL LIKE A YOUNG GOD? YOU KNOW THE TWO OF US ARE JUST YOUNG GODS!｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
When the small cub stumbled over in her direction, the Goddess couldn't help but feel her heart melt at the mere sight of Ignace reminding her of her own children when they had been the same age as Aurum's child. Suddenly, Ignace asked if he could call her Amu and it only made an amused but gentle rumble leave her as she would answer with a slow nod of her cranium "I don't see any problem with that... A very lovely nickname, I adore it." Upon being called pretty did Victory let out a soft giggle that was eventually followed by another loud purr as she would reply ro Ignace flicking her tail to the sides "You think so? Well, I could say about just the same about you. You're very gorgeous," With that, Victory would spread her wings out not to showoff or any of the sort but to show the resemblance and the thing they both shared with one another "I know for certain that you will have the most lovely wings and coat, sweetheart." She would adjust them to her side only to perk up hearing someone else approach.
War followed Victory or Victory followed War, one was not there without the other it seemed. A soft purr would leave her when Fenris against her, a loving grin on her maw as she would watch the interaction between her husband and the small child. When she heard Ignace asking if she and Fenris were the same person it amused the Goddess recalling when she had been two people alas, that had ended seeing as she was whole once more. She rarely ever spoke about her former half, Amun, but Fenris had been around to know that bit of her. She noticed that she had blanked out for a moment only to catch onto what Fenris had said finding that soft smile of hers still present on her face "Precisely, mon chéri." Romance was always an odd thing to introduce to the younger generations, they either looked absolutely flabbergasted or began to make faces of (mock) disgust at any sign of affection. The thought made her giggle a bit.
"Fenris is very dear to me," [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
War followed Victory or Victory followed War, one was not there without the other it seemed. A soft purr would leave her when Fenris against her, a loving grin on her maw as she would watch the interaction between her husband and the small child. When she heard Ignace asking if she and Fenris were the same person it amused the Goddess recalling when she had been two people alas, that had ended seeing as she was whole once more. She rarely ever spoke about her former half, Amun, but Fenris had been around to know that bit of her. She noticed that she had blanked out for a moment only to catch onto what Fenris had said finding that soft smile of hers still present on her face "Precisely, mon chéri." Romance was always an odd thing to introduce to the younger generations, they either looked absolutely flabbergasted or began to make faces of (mock) disgust at any sign of affection. The thought made her giggle a bit.
"Fenris is very dear to me," [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]