[Edel PRP] Warm Hands, Cold Heart

[Inle-roo]

It was restlessness that had driven Neva out of the town she had quietly claimed as her own and out beyond its borders. She was not a sedentary creature, and there was a persistent niggling feeling at the base of her spine urging her to move on, to take up residence elsewhere until the weak had been culled to make way for the strongest of Spring's fresh new blooms. But there were few places to go, even in this Age of Creation, and she had fewer means of travel now than she did in her previous incarnation. And there is still no Spring, besides, she thought to herself as she walked once bustling streets that now stood eerily silent. The greenery here was more abundant, more lush than it was in her own territory, and lightly rustling leaves whispered both sweet and sibilant of the power that gave them life.

Neva followed the quiet call all the way to its origin, to the Pantheon, the seat of a different kind of power than she had become accustomed to. It had changed much since she had last visited--shortly after Creation's rebirth, when the world was still opening its eyes to make sure it was still alive--and it was much more...more. Livelier, despite the lack of actual people; the startlingly green grass crunched beneath her feet as she walked barefoot through it, leaving a frost-frozen trail of footprints in her wake. The Pantheon itself was still tiny in her vision, and she was in no hurry, so she thought nothing of further indulging her curiosity and making a detour towards a quaint little teahouse.

[Meepfur]

A quaint little teahouse that was, in fact, already occuppied by a rather sleepy god. It was very cozy, after all, and after a few delicious cups of tea, Rio was beginning to drift a bit. The idle thought that he could make himself stand and go back to his rooms to nap there crossed his mind, but...he was awfully comfortable, and what was the worst that could happen? He wouldn't mind, really, if someone came in and interrupted him - he liked company!

So he made himself a little more comfortable, still sitting but propped up, and closed his eyes.