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 Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:35 pm
Kella looked up at mother like the angelique and just grown two more heads. " I no get sick" the little deity growled out. She did not get sick, mortals got sick, Cathal had told her so. It was one of the things those silly things did that her dad told her about. Kella glared at Daray for a moment then wiggled free of her, and zoomed out to find her daddy
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 12:19 pm
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Daray was unsure of what to do. She was afraid Cathal would be most displeased that she was unable to watch over their daughter successfully. Of course, she couldn't help it if she treated her daughter as a little princess. That's what she was, really. But now she wondered if she should be a bit stricter with Kella, hoping her little one would eventually grow of her stubbornness.
While these thoughts raced through Daray's head, she rushed out after her little Goddess. Although part of her wished she would not run into a possibly angry Cathal, the other part hoped for his aid or advice with their daughter's behavior. Kella was, after all, her daddy's little girl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 2:44 pm
Goraidh wanted to give Cathal a gift, after all he is a faesquirrel so natural he would want to give the god of his kind a gift. He had come to the temple to do just that but was a little well alot nervous about going in. He opened the door to the temple and peaked his head in, looked around for a moment, then made a meeping sound and ducked back behind the door. Don't be silly you are not going to be eaten or hurt he scolded himself, then took a long breathe, fluttered his wings, closed his eyes, and dashed into the temple.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 6:43 pm
Daray now found herself chasing after the slightest glimpse of Kella. If she tried to poof right next to her daughter, the little one would do the same just out of reach. Stopping for a quick moment, she felt a slight twitch in the back of her mind. Someone must have entered the temple. Unfortunately for her, she did not have as much power as Cathal did, which prohibited her from seeing who exactly it could be.
Finally surrendering, she attempted to send Cathal a solemn telepathic apology. "Kella has found her way out of my arms looking for you, dearest. I'm sure she'll reach you soon. I'm sorry for disturbing you, but I also felt someone enter the temple." She remained following Kella until receiving further instruction from her God, worried he would be disappointed in her for this mess.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 8:37 pm
Cathal hear his beloved Daray in his mind. He, of course, already knew about Kella, and new she would soon be joining him. The Deity also knew that Daray didn't know and was feeling rather overwhelmed by their daughter's antics. He sent her a feeling of warmth and a message "Do not worry so, my lovely, our little one will be by my side soon. She can take care of herself. Go and greet the one who has just entered my temple. I must see to a few things before I return."
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 12:00 pm
Nodding her head, Daray sent back an, "As you wish." Taking a deep breath, she hurried back to the temple and entered its doors once again. She sighed in relief, feeling much better inside the walls of the God she loved and served. It amazed her that even being in her God's place of power made her feel so calm, as well as complete.
With a bit of an elegant stride, Daray passed through the halls to greet the newcomer. She had found him in the main hall, seemingly nervous and possibly jumpy. When she got closer, she realized it was a FaeSquirrel, which made her grin. It was so lovely to see Cathal's race come to the temple, and even more pleasing when they visited frequently. Slowly she reached a paw out and placed it on his shoulder. "Welcome to the temple of Cathal, God of the FaeSquirrels. May I ask your name, young one?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 2:59 pm
"Gor errm I am Goraidh," the faesquirrel whispered out as he looked down at the ground. He was frighten to the bone, and didn't know how to acted around the Angelique of his God. Let alone how to deal with her actually touching him. "I have come to give an offering" he whimpered out, as he started to shake.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 1:53 pm
Baraka stared up at the temple, feeling a little uneasy. This was the temple of faesquirrels, a place he felt he should visit at least once in his lifetime. He fidgeted a bit nervously. He'd heard the deity was an ebil one, and Baraka was unsure how the god would react to a good angelic entering his domain. Still, Baraka was a faesquirrel and therefore the god should be happy to have him visit the temple. At least, that's what Baraka kept telling himself as he ascended the stairs and walked through the door.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 4:14 pm
Cathal returns to his temple to find not one but two of his faesquirrel in his domain. To Cathal all Faesquirrel were his and always would be He did tend to get rather displeased when they didn't come to his temple. One who was blessed by the demi goddess, Smother, and the other an angelic. He decides to let Daray handle the blessed one and moves over to greet the angelic.
"What brings you to my temple, Baraka, and what is causing you to be so nervous about it?" he inquires as he runs his claw along his long spiked tail.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 4:32 pm
He is surprised by the God's appearance and quickly lowers his gaze, bowing before the Deity. "Forgive me. I have done little wandering and have met few faes at all, let alone any deities." He rises from his bow, his confidence building. This god didn't seem so evil. But then, why would the God of squirrels be cruel to one of his own? "I have come to pay my respects and to perhaps make myself useful, if you have need of me." He smiled warmly, standing straight and proud before the deity, only mildly curious how the god knew his name.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 4:45 pm
A roar of laughter comes bubbling up out of the deeps of Cathal's being causing the walls of his temple to shake. He reaches out and puts his claw on Baraka left shoulder and pats him. Then looks him up and down before walking around him.
"You are correct in your thoughts, Baraka, I may be ebil, but not to any faesquirrels. Unless they have done something to displease me, " the god informs the frightened angelic "and to answer your other mental question. I am a God, therefore, reading minds is as easy as walking to me."
He moves swiftly towards a door, and swirls, and motions for Bakara to come to him "Come, Baraka, let us go somewhere privater and discuss what use you can be to me. My daughter should be popping in soon, and she will be rather, uh, well you will find out soon"
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 5:10 pm
He blinked, slightly confused. He followed after the deity, his thoughts a jumbled mess. Daughter...? He looked around, curious to see this god's offspring, but more than a little uncertain as to the god's motives for him. Baraka decided to put his trust in his deity and relaxed a measure. He was glad this god was fair and kind to his squirrels and made a mental note to do nothing to anger the deity. He glanced around the temple curiously as he followed the god. It occurred to him suddenly that he did not know the god's name. "Excuse me, Sir, but may I inquire your name? I should know the name of my Deity, but it seems I've failed in learning it before my arrival..." He spoke softly and carefully, measuring his words so as not to displease the powerful fae.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 7:24 pm
Cathal strolled nonchalantly across a large room and leaned against the far wall "You may make yourself comfortable, Baraka" he said as he gestured to a pile of pillows in the middle of the room. "Eat, drink, whatever you wish" he added pointing to a large spread of food.
"My name is Cathal, and before you ask my Anglique is called Daray and my daugher is Kella. You will meet her soon enough, for my plans for you involve her. As you see my temple is rather unfinished, because I am rather busy, so I need someone to help with the designing. Kella has oftered to do this for me, but I want you to be her assistant. I am sure you are quiet capable of this small like taste." he informs Baraka
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 4:44 am
Decorating....? He cocked his head at Cathal, but dared not question his deity. He glanced around the bare walls of the temple, already thinking about what sort of things might be added, then it occurred to him that he wasn't quite sure what an ebil deity would like. He shrugged off the thought. He was sure Cathal's daughter would be more than helpful in reminding him what should be placed where. His stomach rumbled suddenly, reminding the angelic that he had not eaten in quite some time. He smiled sheepishly at the deity, finding the noise to be rude. "My apologies, and thank you for your most gracious hospitality." He bowed low to Cathal and eyed the food hungrily, trying to decide what to eat first.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 1:00 pm
The God of Faesquirrels grabbed the base of his own tail and slid it slowly through his hand, as he stood there watching the angelic eating before him. He smirked at the question Baraka had thought but decided not to answer him. This he would leave up to Kella, she would indeed know what he would like and wouldn't. His eyes moved over to the doorway where he felt his daughter would be in a few moment
Kella moved swiftly towards the room her father was in. She knew he was there, she could feel him, but the closer she got the more she felt the presents of another. The young goddess paused for a moment, closed her eyes, and tried to feel what kinda faekat it was. She grinned wickedly as she realised and walked proudly into the chamber.
"Why hello there," she practically purres out at the angelic, as she leans against the doorframe.
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