[SWP] another one coming

[Kauri]

Oh father, release me. Oh mother, believe me...

One ear drew back while mind swept away this god's incoming wave of contempt. He looked toward the offender again that brought the flames upon Solis to lick the air. Worry lightly touched his shoulders, unsure what to do or believe when it went down between Bexley and Solis. Taking a few steps back, Kauri then began working his way to the back of the crowd and continued to listen in on what was spat at most everyone. A ghost amongst this mass, he'll keep true to that position.

Guardian of the Sun and overseer of Day. The masked fellow hums and tilts his head. What would Death think of this golden god? Although, his interest was more on who cared for the loving moon. Not all was lost. Violets glistened, thoughts stirring within each other. As he watched onward, intrigue slowly morphed into disgust. Something began to seethe within him, and he could look no longer. Sighing, he gradually began walking away from the gathering. Alas, the stallion had no place here and so, no where to look to. With a seeming divide between the gods, all he could think of was conflict, conflict—mayhem. Fantastic.

Taking up on the demand to leave, Kauri sauntered forward and down the mountain. As much as he wanted to learn more, he couldn't get through with how the god's presence continuously twisted his stomach. Curiosity enticed him to do more observing elsewhere, to go discover the one that graced the moon. Perhaps one day he would return and do so. But as of now, nausea pestered him from what all he has taken from this encounter.

~Exit~

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