[color=#DAA520][center][b][h3]☉ Liute 🜂 V[/h3]_________________________[/b][/center][/color] [indent]From his home, Liute could see the world down below, that long, flat place, and he thought on what the speaker had suggested. Changing that distance, from the world to the sun, by his motion…it was a thought, yes, and one that the godsblood chafed at. Why should he move from the world, and not the world move from he? Liute thought on it, though. The world was older than he, though, older and so, in some way, his elder. Was that good enough reason, for the sun to move instead of it? What strangeness would arise if the world moved, yet? Would the mortals there, fickle and feeble as they were, survive such motion, even if it were gradual? Would the world itself shoulder that willingly, instead of working against it in thought as Liute was now? Would the earth stand for it, life stand for it? Would the sky follow, or would they all work against him? There was much there, to consider, and yet there wasn’t much at all. Would the world claim that it had solved the issue which stood before it, that it had solved the problem of the plants and their survival, of the mortals and their suffering? Nature would work not at all towards that, not as the speaker had said, yet another godsblood might, and claim that victory for themselves. Which was the greater being, the one who could claim the issue solved first, the one who bent towards the will and needs of the mortals first? He stood, flaming against the surface of the sun, considering it all. An eye turned to the pup which slumbered among the fires. There was something to be done, something to be solved, and Liute did have the means to solve it. That was, perhaps, enough to be the thing. A will turned towards the sun, his sun, his home and birth, and commanded it. This was no infusion, not as before, but the chaining of a will towards that which he owned, he and no-one else. The dance began, as the sun slowly shifted away from the world, to grow further and bring cold there, before moving close again, a circle of change. The sun shook under this, as the pup awoke to it, and curious eyes searched about. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he called out to the pup, which stood amongst the fires to sniff about. Liute should name him. The thought came unbidden, of course, that instant feeling of what would in fact be right. The speaker had given no name for the pup, of course, and Liute could not always call the pup that. One day the dog would grow, and there were others…yet this one was Liute’s, his, a gift from the godsblood of life, and that made it hold weight. What would be a good name, for the best of dogs? What would be the name for his? “Aed!” He called - the name sprung to Liute’s mind, sprung as the question had sprung, and the pup looked up with a start. “Here, Aed! To me.” The pup made his way forth, sniffing about at the motioned surface before coming to Liute’s half-buried leg, leaping up at his chest to paw against him, though he was still too small to find such height. Hands swept down, catching Aed to cradling him in his hands as the pup played about. Liute could only laugh, a hearty little laugh for none to hear but the pup and he, and that was enough. Magic reached down again, into the pup - there would be no death, not for this best of hounds, and Liute knew to make sure of this. He glowed among the sun’s surface, seeming to become a part of it, as a spire of light. When he finished, though, he could feel the work of another, and his mind turned yet down to the world.[/indent] [hider=Actions]Actions:[indent] [color=#DAA520]☉[/color] Control weather/climate / Stabilize/calm natural disasters (2 Conviction) - Liute begins the seasons with the motion of the sun. [color=#DAA520]☉[/color] Evolve/mutate existing creatures (2 Conviction) - Liute makes Aed, his pup, immortal. [/indent][/hider]