10-25-2020, 11:15 PM
Bahano
Head raising to the sound of a roar, he huffed. Wind harshened against his fur, drawing any scents his way. Godlike. He squinted. So there were gods living in these lands? He dug his hooves into the ground. Eyes settling on the winding dragon, clad in gold scales and posed in battle-readiness. A god. Green eyes narrowed. He would not be trifled with. A challenge? When did he challenge? A snort came from the Elk. "Challenge, or warning that I am not to be trifled with?" He reared back, then slammed his hooves down.
Then the fellow god lowered down, but Bahano stayed steadfast, unwavering. While he wasn't wanting to fight, he would if he had to. He shook his head gently at their question. "My name is Bahano, I am the God of Nature. I pose no challenge to a fellow god. I am only on high alert." He dared not take his eyes off the dragon should a fight happen. Spirits. Not uncommon for the deity to hear of, and he saw many a spirit at his old home. "Who are you, and over what do you have dominion of."
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗