Prrrgadilly
True Gramarye
Nox watched him go. He always got into a huff when she came to visit. He of all people should know better.Firebear said:Ilim sighed, trying to put aside her jab about Munashe. Typical Nox, then. Ilim had been the second god to meet Nox and he had disliked her from the start. In fact, he didn't know what infuriated him the most. Her condescending ways, her insistence on being called Mother, or everyone going along with that simply because she had, allegedly, been there first. The worst thing was that there was nothing to do about it. Nox rarely listened to anyone.
"Whatever then. Try not to upset too many people or I'll know. Look around for a bit, how many natural things can you find in the city? I'll let you think on that." He looked at his watch. "Urgh, now I've missed the breakfast menu. The café I was going to has these wonderful Danish pastries from 4 o'clock til 9. Oh well, their cinnamon rolls are good as well, I suppose." He smiled at her and gave a mocking salute before turning and walking onwards to the café.
'I miss the First. He was always such a good boy.'
Rolling her illusory eyes, she faded into the shadow of a passing bird and popped up on a tall roof, looking out over the city. She made the shadows into a chair and sat gracefully.
"One day Ilim, you'll see that everything I do is for you children, immortal or not." The shadows whispered to him as he walked to the café.