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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 7:33 pm
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The ebb and flow of wanderlust and weariness that had always dictated Coeus's travels away into adventure and back to the comforts of home was responsible for this detour. Well, detour inapplied a destination. Coeus really didn't have one. That alone made her weary. Despite all of her adventures, her wandering, her attempts to find a place that led to the inspiration of building a home, a place to belong, the weariness of NOT finding it drove her to find comfort from family. Usually it was Papa or Aphrodite or Zenobia, if Coeus could find them or was close to where they were denning. This time she was closer to another sibling. A little sister that Coeus wasn't as close to, but wanted to be. Family inspired her and kept her going when the weariness could become something else.
As Coeus thought about Hephaestus, she thought about creating a pretty bit of something for her sister. Creating and crafting for her friends and family members often soothed her as she traveled around. But the things she normally used had not jumped out at her, had not inspired a piece for her little sister. But then, Hephaestus was not an easy lioness to create for, since she was a crafter herself. Coeus never wanted to step on her sisters paws by giving her something that Hephaestus would be able to create herself or make better than Coeus could.
Coeus stopped and sniffed the air. She was close to where Hephaestus was settling down with a new pride, but Coeus had never been to these parts and needed to use her sense of smell to be sure that a whiff of her family member, though they all had different scents, there was a ... similarity underlying each of them. Probably because of Papa and how they were raised. No matter the reason, Coeus caught a hint of Hephaestus scent and headed in that direction. Just as she spotted her little sister, smiling at the site of the lioness pawing around in the dirt and rocks around her, a ray of shine caught her attention next to Hephaestus's back paw. Small, but blinding to Coeus. She had never seen anything shine so bright that wasn't the sun or the water reflecting the sun. It was beautiful.
Coeus stopped in her tracks and stared at it. What was it? "Hephaestus?" Coeus called still staring at the mysterious and enticing bit of shine peeking out next to her sister's paw.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 8:09 pm
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Coeus was startled out of her focus on the wee bit of shine at Hephaestus's paw. Well distracted from it, but she still kept an eye on it, just in case it moved or disappeared. She should have expected Hephaestus not to know or even remember her. Most of Hephaestus's life, Coeus had been elsewhere trying to find her place in the world, and when she didn't find it, she often went to others in the family. But still, seeing the lioness that Hephaestus was, Coeus smiled. And a playful part of her poked its head out of her usual calm, but creative self. She hadn't felt like being playful in a very long time.
"Coeus. My name is Coeus. What's the bit of shine next to your paw? Buried under all that dirt and rock?" Two birds, one stone. Playing how long would it take for Hephaestus to even remember her and finding information on the shiny. Coeus nodded at the piece of shine. Depending on the size it would be a great piece to inspire a crafting of some sort. A hanging mane jewelry or a tail-ring or something along those lines. But it really depended on what it was and how big or small it was ... But still the shine in and of itself would be worth keeping around for inspiration.
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