[PRP] Caring is Sharing (Lucilius, Caelius, Kamiseen)

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Sand dribbled into the everpresent snow of the Haven as the browinsh god sat, his wings and tail constantly adding to the grittiness around him. Not that he took any notice. It was, after all, a fact of his life. That and he didn't actually care that much. Some might say it was a side effect of his long friendship in this lifetime with Nemanja'janan, others might say it was simply who he was.

As it was, the god was contemplating another trip to the mortal world. He hadn't done much last time other than create a sandstorm. It had been...interesting. Good to use his power, but he still wasn't certain how he felt about the rest.

Maybe a nap would be better.  

[samus x]

Caelius was unsure about everything but he had gotten it in his head that he was slip away from his parents to go roaming about a little. though he always acted as if anything would break him or ruin him. being the god of delicacy was hard and having a father who was the god of vanity did not help it any. so when he can across the large sandy god of storms, his eyes went wide and his curiosity got him to creep closer even though he didn't want to get sand all on his fur at all cause as his father would say that would be gross. carefully being crouched, he practically was crawling as he very slowly made his way towards the other god.  

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Or perhaps a nap would wait, the brown god supposed, as he noticed someone coming towards him. A young god, not one he already knew. The youngster was creeping towards him at an almost glacial pace. As curious as any young thing about a stranger, Kamiseen supposed, but with an edge of...distaste? Something negative at least.

"There's no one to hide from," the sandy god spoke aloud towards his young companion. True, that white fur did help conceal him against the snow, but the boy's mane and tail were quite visible.