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Urhu ponders a bit, sees the people around her and then approaches Seihdhara.
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Name in mind and with the sensory overload of birth fading away, Urhu turned her attention to the run. For a moment, they all had come to know each other, a sort of bonding moment. [color=c0783b]’I guess they are family now?’[/color] she pondered [color=c0783b]’Never thought I would be kin to a parrot.”[/color] but there she was.

Not all thoughts were funny, many of her ‘siblings’ seemed disturbed, some vile, and the way the god of death had left after the souls with such an eager hurry was unsettling. It was perhaps the ones who thought of themselves as good that worried her most, the likes of Asceal seemed eager to judge others by the size of their shadow without realizing it was their blinding light that created them.

From there onward Urhu would pay special attention to her and the gods that flocked around her, like moths to a flame. It did not escape her that other deities looked at that direct with far less caution, some, in particular, seemed way too focused on Aelius. Urhu figured out why, but really did not see why, she never got the [i]allure[/i] of these larger than life sorts. 

Flames, screams, torrents, did not distract her, but what did was the absurd events around the weird humanoid deity called Chopstick Eyes. She couldn’t help but smirk as she chopped away at one deity, seemed like the title of Choppy was worthy of her. The smile on her face was quickly erased however when the Architect reacted to one of the deities rebelling.

The actions itself were justifiable in a weird sense, she could see herself doing something similar if a lesser being was throwing rocks at her, but actions did not exist in a vacuum, and all previous context of this Architect was pissing her off. A respectable god should have a consistent method and should not copout from justifying his actions, else its all random violence, tyranny. It was a good reminder for her that now she was a goddess, and that she should strive to be a fair one.

She tried to also not overthink her distaste for the Architect, she was a goddess and that meant her realm was that blue marble of a world bellow, not the intrigue or needs of her siblings, nor the role of this overlord. Furthermore, she remembered some words, she did not remember from who or in what context.

[color=Peru]-Besides, there are few secrets that can be kept from the Gods.-[/color]

So, for now, it was worthless to antagonize this one-eyed creature, until she could figure out what the ‘few’ were. [color=c0783b]”Tu emu soh oh yeokeahea ha ey”[/color] was her last thought on the matter, then with a sigh, she moved away from the wall she had been leaning on.

[color=c0783b]”Thought you were a goner for a moment there.”[/color] she said, walking towards Seihdhara, who was a comfortable distance from the people she wished to eavesdrop. [color=c0783b]”But glad you are fine, rare to see anything like you in this sea of sticks-in-the-mud and sycophants.”[/color] she extended a hand to help her ‘sister’ up from the ground.