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[indent][indent]There wasn't much about the situation at the moment that deserved levity. They were Gods lost in a new era with a child to guide them. It was a headache, a frustratingly powerful one... [i]though that could be other matters as well[/i]. Sore ones best left alone. For a brief moment, he fell into ancient and secret habits. A gentle angle of his neck when mortal issues proved taxing and he was alone, a soft sigh and mental count down to zero to ease the underrated extent of his burning fury.

The dark-skinned God of the Sun swept back his hair and was finally beginning to grasp his inner struggles with his near defeat. There was an emotion being processed, one never experienced. It was a twisting thing, suffocating his chest. So he was grateful for the Goddess of Gold's distraction.

She was right he decided swiftly. Perhaps he would take a different approach to the situation and loosen his grip a bit. He felt his jaw relax ever so slightly after hearing Flower atop the horned-Goddess. "That's fine, Flower. Horned-one," his eyes fell to the Goddess beneath the priestess. "Keep your guard up while I scout ahead." Mentally he estimated the strength of the other Gods and Goddess, they'd be okay without him for a moment or two. 

With that he rushed off in the direction Flower had pointed in, leaving but a gale of wind in his wake as the forest blurred around him. His intent was to spot the perfect camping ground though his urgency had sped him along quicker than intended at first. He glanced around as he ran, seeing the forest with clarity when he focused. [/indent][/indent]