"Oh you are on!"

Griffith had quickly transformed to his own eagle form, a quick glance back to the starry god, he was not certain he trusted that one. A parting nod, and Griffith was off, flying after his daughter with an echo of laughter, leaving the god of the ethereal alone.


Sheridan watched for a moment, amusement in his eyes. He liked the curious little goddess, though he was not so certain about her father. It was not that he had any reason to dislike the other god, but he did seem rather....protective? He did not wish to find himself on the other's bad side. Well, perhaps they would meet again.