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Van had glided down from the gods haven on a whim one day and had been unable to return back home since. His little wings were unable to carry him back to his family. Worry was not something the little god did. That was Bara's job to do after all. The hawk his father had given him and his brother had probably been one of the better ideas in the history of ever. Van had wandering paws and like right now, with the little horned godling walking around the savanna, the case was clearly proven he needed to be watched at all times.

"You do realize that you could easily be stepped on and killed. Don't you?" The hawk squawked down at the young adventuring god. Van didn't say anything. He just continued on with a smile on his maw as he tried to crush a passing grasshopper.

"KILLED! K-I-L-L-E-D!" The squawking was louder and more angry.

"You keep saying that word like I should know what it means," Van looked up at the bird with an annoyed expression. Seriously what was Bara getting at. The grasshopper had longed been squashed beneath the god's paw. Van looked down at it and frowned.

"Like that bug! You'll end up like that bug!" Bara circled over head before landing on the gods horn.

"Thats silly Bara~" Van shook the hawk off his horn, "I'll never just stop being fun like that grass hopper.~ I'm just that awesome." And with that, Van took off in to the deep of the grass leaving a very annoyed bird to try to make heads or tails of what was happening. It took a moment for the bird to regroup and soar over head in search of the young godling. As god of innocence, Van had trouble understanding what danger was along with a lot of other things.

Bara soared over head keeping an eye out for moving grass. Van, even though being clever was not among his talents list, managed to move through the grass as tender pawed as possible. Soon Bara had flown out of sight and Van could breath again. Not that he didn't enjoy the birds company, he did, but being reminded of this and that and all the nagging wore thin over time on Van's patience.

And now for a little while he could relax and do godling things. What ever godling things meant. There was a glimmer of something bright from the sun. Something shiny and just all around interesting. The godling felt his paws moving him before he could react. Van saw the jewelry before he saw the goddess wearing it. His small paw reached over and tapped one of the dangling pieces from her tail.

Tap tap. Van was like a cat with a string.

The jewelry started screaming and then floating away?

"Hey come back here!" Van demanded the fun gold things. Only then did he realize that the jewelry was actually connected to a winged goddess... that could hoover! He was interested almost immediately that this small godling could hoover! He couldn't do that yet. And then he got scowled. Ears flattened and his tail even went between his legs.

"D-Did I do something to upset you? I'm sorry..." The tone was small and timid. However, as fast as he was sorry, the god of innocence was over it. Ears popped back up excitedly as he stared at her wings.

"So you can fly ~? I can glide! Can you teach me?" He playfully jumped to the side into a play bow. His rump wiggled a bit before pouncing to his right side. This was more canine behavior then feline. Van probably missed the memo on what was proper for a feline.

So she couldn't fly? Van found him self disappointed slightly but just for a moment. He knew her frustrations with only being able to do so much with such little wings. Then she asked about bigger gods and Van's face lite up.

"I do ~ My dad's got two sets of wings and my mom ... Well she has none. But she's pretty and has a horn and is pretty ~ But no wings." He unfolded his small godling wings, " Thats okay though. I have wings," That logic made perfect sense to the small god. He gave her a reassuring nod before turning to climb up the bolder the goddess had been hiding behind earlier.

"I got a better idea. Lets practice. Kay?" He tilted his head down at her. "We'll jump and fly and fall and then do it again. That way one of the times its gotta work." Again this logic made perfect sense to him. With out another word, the great god of innocence leaped from the top of the bolder only to glide a few moments before crashing down to the ground like an ungraceful sack of potatoes.

"Ophhhhh...."

Van watched from the ground as the goddess took off the boulder and did better then him only to fall to the ground afterwards. The god could only lay there in his heap of failure before getting up, shaking off the dust, and going to nuzzle her to make sure she was alright.

"That looked like it hurt... Lets do it again~" He gave her a bright smile before scrambling up the boulder again and leaping. This time his little wings flapped giving him a little more height before the god's wings just gave up. Van landed on his bump with a loud smack. It hurt for a moment and caused the lion to even tear up a bit. But he quickly was over it and up on his paws again.

"Hrmmmm...." He was inspecting his wings , "You think their dizzzzzzzfectuve?" He attempted to say the word defective and failed.

The god still had a wing unfolded. He was giving it a suspicious eye unsure if the things were to be trusted. But the goddess had a point. What if they were doing it wrong. Van got back to his paws and shook more dust off his coat. This flying and landing was dusty business.

"Alright," He nodded. "Do you think it might work if we jump off the boulder at the same time? You do the hoovering and I'll do the gliding. That way its gotta work!" Van had missed the point entirely. It hadn't yet struck him that maybe Alkaid meant they both try doing both. But Van logic tended to mess most things up. The little godling was already clumsily making his way up the boulder. There he sat beside the young goddess.

"I think your really clever," He gave her a nod. "Are you the goddess of the clever maybe?" He was half kidding around but also kind of seriously asking.

"Your not?" Van sounded a little disappointed that he hadn't figured it out. He could have sworn she was the goddess of the clever. Hearing that she was light, however, gave him a smile of approval. That was some how a much more fitting domain. Part of him wanted to pounce the dancing light in the grass but he refrained and instead stayed put on the boulder.

"Huh?" He tilted his head at the goddess, "Really? You think I'm happiness or determination?" His smile grew, "Those are neat but I'm not those things. I'm Innocence ~" He puffed his chest out quite proud that now he could pronounce his domain correctly. It took some work but now Van had it down to a fine art.

"I'm not entirely sure what it means though... But I'm pretty sure fire powers come with it. " He gave her a nod. He'd had his domain explained before but could never remember the exact explanation. It was more fun to make up the meaning.

"Show you?" The corner of his mouth twitched a little from nervousness. But still, Van gave her a nod. He'd try. So the young godling shut his eyes really really tight and concentrated on his horn. There were a few disgruntled focused grunts as he tried his best to focus all his power to his horn. His wings unfolded from his back and began flapping wildly and then.

Nothing.

Van opened his eyes and crossed them looking up at his horn.

"Did I do it?" He pawed up at his horn. "Was there fire?"