04-24-2021, 09:19 PM
Grey paint coated paws continued to race across the wall as the hybrid made progress in his work. “Yes she is the goddess of the moon and the stars,” he mused, a soft smile dancing upon his features. “Not many remember Vistarious anymore, her history long forgotten much like the Tribe’s,” he started off. He would step back to admire his progress so far before dipping his paw into a lighter grey and setting back to work again, all while debating on what to say. “She’s always been in the shadow of Harpous, many not usually being awake when her realm makes its appearance. She was created not long after Harpous was made, which Harpous always teased her about. Vistarious was always the calmer of the two siblings, always okay with sitting back and letting her brother take the reins and get all the glory of creating the creatures around us. As years went by his shadow only seemed to grow until it finally engulfed Vistarious, casting her to the night and quieting her songs she would sing to her followers until one by one her devoted children faded. Many years passed and she continued to softly weep her songs during the night until someone had heard them and sought to bring her songs back into the light,” Kainan stepped away from the wall one last time, glancing up at the moon and stars he had painted, the moon being nestled in a pair of claws paws.