[PRP] JUST US GAWDS [Tafari x Van'Kal]

[belloblossom]

Tafari rarely spent much time in the mortal realm, but when he did, it was usually in the rogue lands. He avoided large groups as best he could, choosing to converse with individuals he came across. If they happened to be lionesses worth his while, he usually slept with them, stayed long enough to see them well off (though never long enough to see his cubs) and then left without another word.

He had recently left a lioness in the desert with his cubs. A feisty silver thing by the name of Kimya. Now, he roamed the rogue lands alone, but very alert to his surroundings. Who might he find today that was worth his while, he wondered. He had no qualms about walking around in his god form and in fact only had qualms about doing the opposite. So he wasn't surprised when he received looks from other creatures. If only one of them were not so shocked as to approach him for conversation. He was so dreadfully bored.

Alpaca Chobi

 

[belloblossom]

Tafari jumped at the sudden touch, but even when he spooked, he was still slow to react. He blamed this mostly on the fact that he was stone in some places. He may be used to it, but that didn't quite mean he was able to move as quickly as some of his kin, so to speak.

So, when he finally was able to move to see who had addressed him, he blinked his crimson eyes when he found a very fluffy god staring straight back at him.
"Excuse me?" He replied, tartly. "I-what?" Having gotten his bearings, he looked directly at the other god, who was looking at him with such a look of naivety that Tafari wasn't quite sure how to react.

"I'm just wandering about." He replied finally before asking, somewhat tentatively. "Have you claimed this area as your own?" Some gods were the centers of prides and were territorial. He didn't think something this soft looking could possibly match that description, but then again looks could be deceiving.

Alpaca Chobi

 

[belloblossom]

Tafari scoffed, the closest he'd usually get to actually laughing.
"Why indeed?" He replied to the other. "Honestly, some gods like nothing more than to act like mere mortals, claiming territory and fighting alongside them. If you ask me, that's just weakness." He looked at the other with appraisal in his eyes. "But you, for all your looks, don't seem the weak sort." He said slowly.

When he was asked if he would be joined in company by the other, he finally nodded.
"I'm not sure about what the purpose of my adventure is, but it's not too terribly boring to have a look around for what comes up." He remarked casually. "Now, suppose we take off in a direction somewhere and you can tell me your name and domain?" He suggested to the other.

Alpaca Chobi

 

[belloblossom]

Tafari snorted at the other god's enthusiasm and nodded his approval.
"Exactly. I've long since stopped trying to reason with them about the matter. If they're just going to die off in a pawful of seasons anyway, there's really no point in them trying to be anything at all. All the strife they go through-meaningless." He snorted. "Then again, strife in general is meaningless, yet we gods seem to face it on a semi-regular basis. Not me, though. I'm good at keeping my paws out of such matters. I advise you to do the same." He remarked as he walked.

When the matter of domains came up, he inclined his head to the other.
"Innocence?" He echoed. "I suppose I should have guessed." He smiled a little and then picked up his stone paw. "Surprise, surprise, I'm the god of petrification. My name is Tafari."

"So, what sort of life as the God of Innocence managed to lead? I turn things to stone, but what is your goal here in the mortal realm?" He inquired.

Alpaca Chobi

 

[belloblossom]

Tafari shrugged.
"The point of the existence of mortals is to die, there's no helping it, I suppose." He replied. "Probably to even out we gods not dying." Another shrug. "I know better than to question things too deeply." He finished.

As they walked ever onwards, Tafari perked his ears to listen to the other and then paused.
"You fell off the haven?" Thank goodness that gods were immortal, otherwise this childish god surely would have perished. Yet, there was something amiss with this story. "Look... you... er," The god traveling with him still had yet to give him his name, so Tafari prompted him again. "What was your name again?" and then went on. "Look at my wings. They don't seem rather likely to fly, do they? Yet, I can easily enough. So how could it be that you are unable to simply return to the haven? Though, I suppose it could be for lack of wanting... it is very cold and miserable there." He relented.

It could very likely be that he just didn't have the first idea of young gods, having only appeared one day how he was. Such an odd notion, gods and goddesses reproducing like mortals. Odd indeed.

"Well, at any rate, whether you go back or not, you're welcome to walk with me so long as you keep up. I won't mother you." Though even as he said it, Tafari had a suspicion that he would for as long as he and this strange child-god were traveling with one another.

Alpaca Chobi

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