Everyone can see your face // Bellaluna

[Byriath]

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SOMEONE TO HEAR YOUR PRAYERS-

Religion. It was a touchy subject, especially for a God of War. He had devoted, loyal worshippers before. He knew love. But he was not the only God in his realm. He had two others to share the devotions, the sermons, the teachings. He was not an omnipotent, omniscient, all-knowing God. He held War and Violence as an aspect. He was one of many gears in a working system.

Now he was a lost screw. Loose in the machinations, the working machine of this realm. He held no specific place in a realm where there were probably several gods. It mattered little, though he was curious on the religions of others. Perhaps it would open him to more... peace of mind. That's where Bellaluna came in.

He had seen her altar, heard her beliefs. But he never inquired about the being she worshipped. Who it was, what they held dominion over, whether it was all-powerful or a simple gear in a complex system. His heavy paws moved and the Xenosmilus found himself at her house in what seemed like minutes. It was likely a lot longer. He sighed, seeing his breath come in a cloud. Cold. Why did he feel cold?

He gently patted the door to her home, ears flicking. "Miss Bellaluna. I'd like to speak with you, if that's alright." He called, low voice resonating.

[member=23336]Cobra[/member]'s Coalitioners 

[color=red]-SOMEONE WHO CARES!

BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE

[sup]© tikki[/sup]

[Cobra]

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bellaluna
wanderer of the coalition of the condemned
"follower of vita"
penned by cobra

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BUT IF YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES - ꧂

    religion was her life at this point. she loved her life following vita. to her, everyone had their own right to follow who they wanted. all gods were real. a god of war goes by many names, does it not? it was this thought that would be disturbed by a voice.

the woman was resting in her room when a voice called to her. it was a voice she knew well and it brought the graceful woman to her cloven feet. graceful steps, cautious as always, guaiding her. soon she found her way to before him, pulling her door open. i am always here to talk, byriath. please come in.

she stepped back to let the other in before closing her door and going to settle on one of the few fur matts she had. letting her eyes fall on the man with a softness in them. what is on your mind, darlin'?

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꧁ - DOES IT ALMOST FEEL LIKE NOTHING CHANGED AT ALL?

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