As she looks upon him with blazing orange eyes, he bows, and such words come as a shock. Her head tilts slightly. ”God…ess?” she questioned, turning her head slowly to look between her legs. ”Well…it looks like something is…missing,” she looked back up to Hotep with an amused look on her face. ”It should have been God!” she said with a hearty chortle, taking a few friendly, but hulking steps towards Hotep. She couldn’t help but approach all this with a bit of humor, at least for now. Will this humor continue as the days go on and this life becomes more real? Perhaps not.
”Friend, I am no god,” she thinks then of her wings. She did not feel the golden feathers resting on her back. She turns then to look, and frowns. ”In fact…it looks as if my powers have grown weaker…my wings are gone,” she said with slight disappointment. Her memory was….fuzzy though. She remembered being male. She remembered her old body. She had flashing images of her old life, mainly surrounding her latest death, and the death before that. But she knew she wasn’t a god…she had powers before, this she knew, but a god? She leans down and gently touches her muzzle to cheek, to lift his head up.
”Do not bow to me, fellow wolf. If you desire to know my name, I am called…ah….El’Zeath,” she said with a nod, her husky voice seeming to land on this new name with a bit of hesitance, but with resolution. It was appropriate with her new-found…feminine…energy. Perhaps she didn’t really have a particularly feminine aura. Her form was tall and wide, and if it was not for her rather kind face, she perhaps would be considered terrifying in build. ”In fact! Could we not call you a god for bringing me back with the life blessing? And I don’t even know you!” she said playfully, her tail wagging gently behind her as she grins. The red flame continues to dance behind her with relentless energy. Sure, this was a bit confusing, but at this point, she was just happy to be alive again.
”Friend, I am no god,” she thinks then of her wings. She did not feel the golden feathers resting on her back. She turns then to look, and frowns. ”In fact…it looks as if my powers have grown weaker…my wings are gone,” she said with slight disappointment. Her memory was….fuzzy though. She remembered being male. She remembered her old body. She had flashing images of her old life, mainly surrounding her latest death, and the death before that. But she knew she wasn’t a god…she had powers before, this she knew, but a god? She leans down and gently touches her muzzle to cheek, to lift his head up.
”Do not bow to me, fellow wolf. If you desire to know my name, I am called…ah….El’Zeath,” she said with a nod, her husky voice seeming to land on this new name with a bit of hesitance, but with resolution. It was appropriate with her new-found…feminine…energy. Perhaps she didn’t really have a particularly feminine aura. Her form was tall and wide, and if it was not for her rather kind face, she perhaps would be considered terrifying in build. ”In fact! Could we not call you a god for bringing me back with the life blessing? And I don’t even know you!” she said playfully, her tail wagging gently behind her as she grins. The red flame continues to dance behind her with relentless energy. Sure, this was a bit confusing, but at this point, she was just happy to be alive again.
