Lethys spares a look across the Land, automatically scanning the sky for tell-tale glitter of the approach of another god. The Leopard's noise of distress was loud - and distinct. If Monzun suspects foul play, he will have some explaining to do.
He snaps back to paying attention to her when half the nearby landscape gleams.
More displays of strength. Lethys is growing used to them, as he did with Nemesis. At least so far they have consisted of... harmless things. He would rather this than thundering bolts from the sky.
"Laetes," he warns, as the wolf strides up to the edge of the shore.
Laetes obediently stops, though it's clear Lethys' tone is the only thing keeping him still.
Laetes was not injured. But he knows that flood of warmth, and he knows where it came from. He stares intently at Sweetheart. And paces, just a little, back and forth along the shore, watching.
"Maybe I should call your master to keep you Leashed," Lethys muses, half to the Leopard and half to himself. "What is it you want, I wonder?"
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He snaps back to paying attention to her when half the nearby landscape gleams.
More displays of strength. Lethys is growing used to them, as he did with Nemesis. At least so far they have consisted of... harmless things. He would rather this than thundering bolts from the sky.
"Laetes," he warns, as the wolf strides up to the edge of the shore.
Laetes obediently stops, though it's clear Lethys' tone is the only thing keeping him still.
Laetes was not injured. But he knows that flood of warmth, and he knows where it came from. He stares intently at Sweetheart. And paces, just a little, back and forth along the shore, watching.
"Maybe I should call your master to keep you Leashed," Lethys muses, half to the Leopard and half to himself. "What is it you want, I wonder?"