He has never had a stand-off with a Creature before. She is almost the height he is from the ground, a rather unsettling thought. He remembers Nemesis achieved similar with his Creature, though Lethys quickly pushes this from his mind.
Either way it is unsettling that she is here. His attention lingers on the wolf she's holding, watching it struggle. He would bring Laetes. Perhaps he should. Once upon a time that may have been the more appropriate etiquette, but the winner of a fight between the two is already clear just as it is between their gods. No, better to let Laetes sulk.
(Distantly, there is a howl. Laetes is trying to engage the villagers, to mixed success. They are somewhat afraid of him, the same as they are afraid of true wild wolves. Fear without respect is... useless.)
He is considering the merits and drawbacks of frying the superior god's Creature with Lightning when she makes a sour face and chucks her prize at him.
He reacts without thinking. The wolf is snatched neatly out of the air. Lethys finds he is angry, more so than he should be.
"Insolent beast!" he snaps, holding it possessively away from her.
Lethys sets the wolf down, far more carefully than his temper might project. The animal struggles nevertheless out of his grip for the last few metres to the floor, fur standing on end and teeth flashing, to drop and roll clumsily and tear off in the direction of the poor excuse for a forest in the distance.
Lethys turns back to Sweetheart and traces a shape on the ground.
"If I ever see a normal leopard," he threatens, "I will hurl it into the sea."
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Date: 2025-04-05 02:19 pm (UTC)Either way it is unsettling that she is here. His attention lingers on the wolf she's holding, watching it struggle. He would bring Laetes. Perhaps he should. Once upon a time that may have been the more appropriate etiquette, but the winner of a fight between the two is already clear just as it is between their gods. No, better to let Laetes sulk.
(Distantly, there is a howl. Laetes is trying to engage the villagers, to mixed success. They are somewhat afraid of him, the same as they are afraid of true wild wolves. Fear without respect is... useless.)
He is considering the merits and drawbacks of frying the superior god's Creature with Lightning when she makes a sour face and chucks her prize at him.
He reacts without thinking. The wolf is snatched neatly out of the air. Lethys finds he is angry, more so than he should be.
"Insolent beast!" he snaps, holding it possessively away from her.
Lethys sets the wolf down, far more carefully than his temper might project. The animal struggles nevertheless out of his grip for the last few metres to the floor, fur standing on end and teeth flashing, to drop and roll clumsily and tear off in the direction of the poor excuse for a forest in the distance.
Lethys turns back to Sweetheart and traces a shape on the ground.
"If I ever see a normal leopard," he threatens, "I will hurl it into the sea."