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Following the howling winds of a massive sandstorm, Anat’aa bounded on the great empty plains alone. Far behind her the rumble of the glass spiral had faded into silence, day had become night and night had become day again. Or had it gone the other way, or several times? She couldn’t remember or even rightly tell, the only thing that had held her attention recently was the storm. Its constant motion, the currents and eddies of sand capturing her fiery eyes. Constantly darting in and out of the storm, the sparking fox laughed as she let her joy spill out into the storm with great jets of flame. Unfortunately this did not mean she was paying attention to where the storm was taking her. Or, more specifically, into whom.

It was a surprise for the God of Chaos that anyone else was around in the chaotic storm of sand. They had been wandering for quite some time now, easily getting lost amongst the scattered lands, their attention being drawn in every single direction that it could be pulled. That was until a sparking fox slammed into their side, sending them sprawling into the dust and sand. They laid there for a moment, taking in the sky that was still covered over them. Before they finally took note of the fox that was still reeling from the crash into their chaotic form. 

[color=#00FF00]“Hello There! Quite The Way To Introduce Yourself!”[/color] Yumash didn’t try to move up, instead still laying there. 

Physical force was a new experience for Anat’aa, at least in the way that its resistance did not end with the breaking of the world’s skin. She pondered this as she fell end over end, coming to rest on the ground next to the mosaic form of the Chaos god with no small thud. With a rush the form of the fox dissolved, becoming a mass of fire that shot upwards into the standing humanoid form of the Fire Goddess. Turning, her burning hair swirling around her, Anat’aa bent down to look upon Yumash with her characteristic smile. 

[color=#d35400]“A wonderful hello to you as well!”[/color] Her voice singing out like a bonfire [color=#d35400]“I am sorry for that! Got carried away in all this new wind and sand. Do you need any help up? My name is Anat’aa by the way, as I suppose I owe you a better introduction!”[/color]

With the last statement her smile broadened as she continued to look at the laying form of the Chaos God.

[color=#00FF00]“Oh It's No Worry!”[/color] A sudden swarm of chaos erupted from the god, before it rapidly collected once more, becoming Yumash but just, standing now. [color=#00FF00]“I Was Also Quite Caught Up In That Storm! I’m Yumash By The Way! God of Chaos!”[/color] The chaotic being held out their hand towards Anat’aa, a mimic of a smile forming on their watercolor-like head. 

Straightening herself, Anat’aa reached her own hand out to accept Yumash’s offered one. Shaking it vigorously, her ember eyes watch the watercolor expressions of the Chaos God before as she continued speaking [color=#d35400]“A distinct pleasure to meet you Yumash God of Chaos! You have my name, but I am the Goddess of Fire.”[/color]

Releasing their hand, Anat’aa stepped around the form of Yumash, half looking at them and half returning her awareness to the surrounding world. [color=#d35400]“Now what brings you out into this wide open nothing? Into this wonderful teeming space of possibilities my wonderful Chaos?”[/color] Her question seems directed both at Yumash and the storm, perhaps neither, perhaps just Yumash.  

Yumash gave a hearty laugh, letting their chaotic form shift and change, seemingly eager to show off in front of the fire goddess. [color=#00FF00]“Well I Suppose There’s A Great Many Things. I’m Always Looking For The Next Bout Of Chaos I Can Cause!”[/color] They let their gaze shift around as well, towards the storm that continued to roar around them. [color=#00FF00]“OH! Also Pie. I Keep Looking For Pie!”[/color]

They gave a chuckle at the storm, trying to grab some of the dust and sand that rocketed around. [color=#00FF00]“And What Brings You Here Oh Shining Flame?”[/color] While asking the goddess of flame the question, they were clearly focused on trying to catch the rocks that just shot through their formless form. 

For the first time in her existence, a sigh escapes from Anat’aa. Watching the rocks fall through Yumash, she quietly thought to herself. As the sand returned to the ground she collected some of it in her own hand and watched as it shifted in her hand. [color=#d35400]“That is a good question, a very good question. Maybe change something, i'm good at that!”[/color] as if to emphasize her point the dust in her hand begins to glow as it is heated by her very being [color=#d35400]“But there is so little to change here, so little to burn!”[/color]

Throwing the handful of glowing sand to emphasize her point, she watched as it glittered against the storm. Grinning again at this sight she lets her head loll back towards Yumash, admiring their ever shifting form with intense curiosity. [color=#d35400]“But I suppose that is the beauty of this place, to change the unchanged and to find that pie you mentioned! Honestly, I would love some pie…”[/color] Her voice trailed off as her attention once more drifted away, this time to thoughts of baked treats.

[color=#00FF00]“Indeed!”[/color] Yumash gave another chuckle at the goddess’ musings. [color=#00FF00]“Changing The Unchanged, Forging A World With Such A Blank Canvas!”[/color] They gestured to their surroundings, yelling ever so slightly louder as they proclaimed their words. [color=#00FF00]“Writing The Path That Does Not Exist!”[/color] Yumash began to laugh, a cackle that echoed throughout the storm. They laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Their body flaring up with chaotic energy as it continued. 

Suddenly, they stopped. Their body returning to a more manageable state, their gaze once more darting about. [color=#00FF00]“I Could Go For Some Pie.”[/color] They let out a sigh. [color=#00FF00]“If Only There Were Some Mortals Around. They Make The Best Pies.”[/color]

[color=#d35400]“Mortals…”[/color] Anat’aa repeated to herself, [color=#d35400]“Now that is a thought sweet Yumash. That is a thought. We would need something to start though.”[/color] Looking back around at the raging storm, her hand shot out into the howling sand and wind. As she pulled it back she was holding one of the glowing sand grains she had cast off. Its glow brightened as she held it once more. 

Turning her gaze back to Yumash, she smiled with almost unrestrained glee [color=#d35400]“What form would they take though?”[/color]

[color=#00FF00]“Hmmm, That Is A Good Question.”[/color] They spun around, trying to find any sort of inspiration within the endless storm. But there was nary but rock and sand. [color=#00FF00]“Perhaps…They Have No Singular Form? Oh!”[/color] Yumash’s font of chaos for a head erupted suddenly, an idea forming in their mind. [color=#00FF00]“What If They Don’t Have A Singular Form! We Give Them A Variety Of Forms! Oh! And! We Make Them All Animal Like! So No Two Will Be Alike!”[/color] The chaos god looked towards Anat’aa, trying to see her opinion on the idea. 

Thinking of what Yumash had just proposed, Anat’aa broke into a peel of laughter as she rolled the glowing grain of sand in har hand. [color=#d35400]“I think that is a wonderful idea! Make them unique, even amongst themselves!”[/color]

Grabbing more sand from the storm, Anat’aa added it to her hand [color=#d35400]“Oh they will be wonderful! We can give them such a fire within them, as unique as them! Like any fire it will spread and grow, but theirs we give them resides in their soul. Each a unique flame that needs its own fuel to grow!”[/color]

 Letting the sand grow to near melting point, Anat’aa began to whisper something else into it, more than simple heat, the touch of the divine energy that constituted her very being. Now waiting her turn for Yumash’s response, she smiled at the ever changing god as she toyed with the particulates.  

[color=#00FF00]“Perfection!”[/color] The god of chaos let out a joyful cackle as they clapped their hands together. The chaotic energy surging forward briefly in joy and excitement. [color=#00FF00]“A Vibrant Soul And A Vibrant Form! A Truly Perfect Combination!”[/color] They leaned in towards Anat’aa, taking care to not disrupt the particulates in her hand. [color=#00FF00]“I Believe We Have A Fine Idea On Our Hands Here! Shall We Begin?”[/color] 

With a wry smile Anat’aa held out her hand that contained the shining and glowing particles that once were once sand caught in the storm. Touched by her divine essence they were oh so close to a new modality. They swirled on her palm and flitted about her fingers, as if looking for another [color=#d35400]“Only if you know how to dance oh good Yumash.”[/color]

Yumash placed a hand on their chest, feigning a scoff of insult. [color=#00FF00]“My Dear Flame Of Course I Know How To Dance.”[/color]  They took her hand, letting theirs cover the swirling particles resting within. Letting the divinity of chaos begin to wash over them. [color=#00FF00]“I’d Think Of No Better Way To Bring These Beings To Life.”[/color] 

Fully taking her hand, Yumash spun Anat’aa closer towards them, making sure to never let go of the particles. Now fully facing each other, they took her other hand, placing it on their waist before placing their hand on her shoulder. With a slow start, they began to lead Anat’aa in a mimicry of a waltz. One that didn’t bother to keep a pace or conform to its steps. Instead, much like the two who danced it, it was a chaotic and vibrant dance. Letting them both pour their own energies into it. 

As they began to speed up, both of them becoming more comfortable in the divine dance, the storm around them too began to change. At first the sand around them began to heat up much like the particles in their hands. The fiery glow of the storm continued to grow in strength, before suddenly, it changed. Instead of sand, now the storm was a whirlwind of leaves that too quickly began to catch fire and burn with intensity. Once more it would change, beginning a chaotic cycle, where the storm would begin to heat up, before changing what it was. 

By now the two gods had become a whirlwind, much like the storm itself. Their divine energy had continued to flow into the particles, changing and shifting them into the perfect beginnings of their creations. But the dance was not quite finished, chaos and fire continued to sway and weave together, both of them swapping the lead to each other with each step. The storm roared around them, now being made of strawberries that burned with an intense flame. With another grandiose laugh, Yumash moved Anat’aa into a dip, keeping her stable with one hand while they both let go of the particles with the other. 

The glowing beads of divine energy shot forth from their hands. Quickly being taken up by the chaotic maelstrom, their forms rapidly taking shape as the beginnings of a mortal species. As they did, the storm took them from beyond its confines, sending them out throughout the wider world with a divine boost of energy. As they left the storm towards the lands they would settle within, the storm began to settle, the intense heat began to die off and slowly it returned to its original form of sand and rock. 

Yumash brought Anat’aa back from the dip, another watercolor smile forming upon the font of chaos that was their head. [color=#00FF00]“Now That Was A Dance! What A Wonderful Bout Of Creation! You’re Quite The Dance Partner, Very Vibrant As Well.”[/color] 

[color=#d35400]“Oh give yourself some credit! You're not so bad a dance partner yourself.”[/color] Anat’aa laughed, her eyes looking past the surging chaos god’s head at the final winds of the storm. As  part of her mind followed the last of the heat dissipate away, she returned her gaze back to Yumash. Returning their watercolor smile with one of her own which remained for a long moment. However Anat’aa soon showed she was not yet done.

Bringing her hand up, she looked down on one last remaining bead of divine energy that she had trapped before its departure. In a whisper she spoke to it [color=#d35400]“Oh little one, fear not your sibling the flame. See that it will not harm you as others are harmed. This is my gift to you and all those you will become. For like the fire that dances in your souls, you are yet mine.”[/color]

With that Anat’aa released the final spark with a rush of flame behind it, letting the divine fire split it into small fragments. Throwing each of its pieces along the wind with its kin, the fragments wove along the other beads of energy, bringing the gift of Anat’aa to the others. A simple gift of protection. 

Looking back at Yumash, Anat’aa couldn't stop herself from grinning as she pulled herself into a bow. [color=#d35400]“Now I feel, dear Chaos, it is my turn to thank you for. How did you put it? Such a wonderful bout of creation.”[/color]

They returned the bow with a jovial laugh.[color=#00FF00] “It Was My Pleasure To Assist Such A Sparkling Flame Such As Yourself. I Have No Doubt Our Dear Creations Here Will Be Quite The Wonder.”[/color] They returned up from their bow, looking off into the distance of the storm with a content sigh. Before returning their gaze towards Anat’aa. [color=#00FF00]“Alas It Appears Our Storm Is Coming To An End. About Time For Me To Keep Moving, Chaos Never Stops After All.”[/color]

Anat’aa offers a short laugh [color=#d35400]“Indeed, I would not expect it to. Fire must move on as well after a time. Especially now that pie may yet grace the surface of Galbar somewhere.”[/color] She ended her statement with a broad grin as her form distorts the contorts back into that of the fox. Giving Yumash a vulpine smile [color=#d35400]“Until next time good Yumash, God of Chaos.”[/color]

[color=#00FF00]“Until Next Time Dear Anat’aa, Goddess of Flame.”[/color] Yumash gave the goddess a final wave. Before the chaotic energy that composed them began to vibrate and jitter once more. Soon sending the god shooting off into the distance in a burst of energy. Off to cause more chaos wherever it was needed. Leaving Anat’aa to her own adventures, to spread her flames as well. 

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After her creation of the glass spiral, Anat’aa finds herself dancing around in a sand storm and enjoying her time. Until she, literally, runs into Yumash who was also vibing in the storm. The two introduce themselves and quickly become good buds with their shared liking of causing change. After mentioning pie, the two decide to create mortals to increase the rate of pie being created, ending up on creating Beastfolk with a mixture of their two domains. Gathering up some sand from the storm, the two dance together, imbuing the particles with their powers and creating the beginnings of the Beastfolk. Which are then scattered via the storm itself, with one group being extra blessed by Anat’aa. Creation done, the two depart, both eager to see what becomes of their mortals.
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[hider=MP Summary]
Yumash Start-8
-1Mp: Contribute to the creation of Beastfolk
-1Mp(Gained from Domain Boost): Allow the Beastfolk to take a variety of forms from Mammals, Avians, and Reptiles alongside fusions and half-bloods. These forms do not restrict the Beastfolk’s ability to reproduce, and all combinations can make other unrelated combinations. Additionally they adapt and add variations as other human-like or mundane animal species are created. 
Yumash End-7

Anat’aa Start-9
-2Mp: Contribute to the creation of Beastfolk
-2Mp(Gained from Domain Boost): The core and soul of the Beastfolk is fire. This makes them beings of indomable courage and will, as fire is hard to control. But in its natural state fire must also grow and spread. As such the Beastfolk must feed this internal fire through a metaphysical action, that differs from Beastfolk to beastfolk.Some may have to eat, some reading, some needing to experience an instance of fire physically and so on. Lastly every Beastfolk are given to a deep wanderlust.
-1Mp: Give a select group of Beastfolk(Anat’aa’s chosen) protection against fire.
Anat’aa End - 6
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