Okamitsune strolled through the front door with a wide grin. "Yo, mom! Dad! I'm back! Didja miss me?" "Welcome home, Sunny," Fenris' deep voice greeted her, "how was school?" "Meh." She shrugged her backpack off and let it slam on the floor while kicking her sandals off her oversized paws. "I'm telling you, dad, this world is totally lame. I've only been here one day and I'm already missing the old one." "Well, give it a little time." Okamitsune wandered into the living room, staring at the night-black wolf sitting on the couch. He was smiling warmly down at a small potted plant sitting on the coffee table. "You okay, dad? You look kinda out of it." He glanced up, still smiling. "I'm doing wonderful. Look at this!" He gestured towards the plant. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" "Uh..." Sunny stepped closer and kneeled down. The plant was healthy, but not exceptionally pretty. It definitely wasn't a flower, and in fact looked more like some kind of weed. "It's... Er... Green?" Fenris snorted in amusement. "It's alive." "It's a weed." He reached out and stroked the leaves, his smile broadening as he made contact with the papery fronds. "But it's alive." Sunny was getting a little worried, now. "Er, yeah. Were you expecting it wouldn't be?" He let go of the plant and patted the opening next to him on the couch, scooting a little to the side so his large and curvaceous daughter would have room to sit. "Have time to listen to an old deity's ramblings?" She carefully slid herself in and fidgeted until she was comfortable. "Sure. What's on your mind?" He leaned back and rested his arms on the head of the couch. "Power." Sunny blinked. "Power? Since when have you cared about power?" Glancing over, ... ... middle of paper ... ...on. "Wha?" "Sure, maybe the gift tends to get a little out of hand, and maybe the gift isn't always as considerate as it should be, and maybe the gift even keeps breaking things..." Inari leaned in and kissed her daughter on the muzzle. "... But thanks to that gift, he'll always know that, regardless of dominion or magic or anything at all, he can create something just as beautiful as anyone in any universe ever crafted." "Wait a second," Okamitsune stammered, "are you talking about m-" Fenris' voice growled from the kitchen, a note of urgency easily discernible. "Dear, is the oven supposed to be smoking?" Inari sighed, but smiled. "I can never leave that God alone in the kitchen. Coming, dear!" She gave Sunny another quick peck on the cheek, then rushed off. Okamitsune spent a while staring at the little potted weed on the sill, lost deep in thought.
"We went outside, and we were all standing there," he said. "I thought everything was okay, so I called my mom again. I told her I was okay, but after that, I guess they didn't get him or something."
Aleks slipped on a smile for a moment before taking the delicate flower into finger tips and twirling it around. He let himself take in the sweet smell of it before looking up to meet his eyes. "So what's this for?"
"You look like you want to ask a quesiton, so you might as well ask it while we have some relative peace and quiet" He stated, his focus going to his food as he continued to eat, though his ears were all for
“ You interested me since you were climbing a tree. Would you like to meet my parents?” He asked.
Her mom came into the room rubbing her eyes. “Is everything ok? What’s going on?”
He stood up, and turned to her. “It’s going to be alright. Whatever it is, it’s going to be alright.” He smiled, and walked away.
Clementine looked up. “Looks like a storm is kickin’ in. Good thing we found this place.”
“Sure thing!” She turned her head to smile at him,” So...are you ok at all?”
"I'm fine," I replied, closing the door and looking for a spot to set my case. The chair where I normally put it was stacked with papers, and there were orc...
“Ah, Tess this might sound a little creepy but there’s this girl with bright red hair two tables away from us on the right hand side whose been staring right at you for the past five minutes” she says warily.
"Come on, it's just one hit, no one will ever find out." We all gathered around the pipe, anxiously awaiting our turn. It was 1:00 in the morning and everyone was asleep, including the dean, or so we thought.
“Yea I will be fine.” Camilla smiled and tucked a piece of brown hair behind her ear. “I’m just being stupid. T.V turning on when it’s not plugged in, I must be more sleep deprived than I thought.”
“There you are. I’ll be at Grandma’s if you need me.” She closed the door before either Morgan or Andy could answer.
He studied the grapevine. “I don’t think so. Wait, there’s a second bud. It’s smaller but if I had another grapevine, I could transplant it.”
He looked a little hurt though. “Hey, I just wanted to lighten the atmosphere. It was getting a little… you know what I mean.”