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I've caught a shiny MODEITY!
Username: SilverShieldwolf
Name of Modeity: Acheron
Mood: Standoffishly Considerate
Chosen Domain: Warrior Souls

Physical Description of your Deity:
Long plaited hair in metallicish purple with stripes of black, silver swirling eyes. His fur is a deep blue with red swirling marks. A small dragon like tattoo is on his shoulder in black. He has a marking like this in gold along his side.

What would a day in the life of your Modeity look like:
Busy! He is constantly watching over the lives of his people. And it is so hard with the ones that are closest to him, like his elder. He never tells them what to do, for fear of messing up their lives. Acheron does his best to let them do what needs to be done with as little contact from him or else he gets too attached. He looks after the tribe, but does his best to make sure he isn't there,as they do need to do more without his input. At least that is how he sees it. Though he will be there to his elder in dire needs.
His main line is to make sure the tribe is there to protect the innocent. He is not one to socialize with other Deities, but will when he has to.

RP response:
The tribe needed him, and badly. Okay, not that badly, but to the tribe it was. They had felt a change and were bothering the elder. Really they were just pestering the elder about a mate. It seemed the elder hadn't taken the hint last time they talked.
It was one of the hardest moments for him to keep his answers to the minimum with his Elder. We need to talk, now. That was the only warning he gave the elder that he was showing up.
Looking up, the elder went to their spot , only to have Ach appear right in next to the fox. "What is it?" The fox wasn't very much into
I gave you warning long ago to prepare, and yet you did not. He sighed, disappointed that this was happening. When we are done, bring forth your hunters. They will be needed to protect the land. He looked over the tribe lands. If they didn't do this now, their would be no lands to look at. It was the best spot for them. The enemy couldn't get to them easily to destroy what he had been working so hard to keep and protect.
A battle is coming, and I need you to stay out of it. How could he tell his elder that things would go worse should the fox not listen. Stay with the young, your hunters will keep you safe. My word on that.
Eying his deity, "But what of my hunters? I do not want to lose them to this battle." It wasn't unusual for the fox to talk back and Acheron enjoyed it from time to time.
Will you just trust me?! With that he left to let the fox do what needed to be done. It was straight up to them now. Ach went back to watch if things would now be put in motion the way it should of earlier. Laughing, since he knew what was going to happen to his elder.

I've caught a shiny MODEITY!
Username: demon~hybrid
Name of Modeity: Enki
Mood: Cultivating
Chosen Domain: Illumination [both literally and figuratively, reworking of the Orestes Test Tribe Deity]

Physical Description of your Deity: I'm thinking completely black with beautifully elaborate designs in a darker shade of black, and then like a white light shining up at him from underneath his paws. Honestly, I'd like to talk this over with a colorist to see how well it would go over, but the basic concept [which I'm slightly convinced might look sort of cool] is, you know, like a single light shining in an expanse of darkness. I also was hoping to convey that, since he's just essentially shades of black, without this small amount of light you would have completely missed the aforementioned beautifully elaborate designs. It's a metaphor, I guess, for knowledge and its innate ability to bring even more beauty into the world. One would ordinarily assume that, as a seemingly completely black fox, Enki would be pretty plain, just as if one is roaming around a dark cave, one could assume there were no precious diamonds lining the walls. In both cases, thanks to this illumination, one would be wrong.
What would a day in the life of your Modeity look like: Enki spends his days studying everything he can, and passing on his knowledge to those who may need it. In whatever way he can, Enki expands the minds of his followers, members of the Orestes Tribe. Knowledge is infinite, after all, and they can learn something new from every experience. To other 'Deities, Enki is rather matter-of-fact. They are, he has learned, great subjects for character study, but not equally wonderful as students. Thus, he is more often than not silently studying his fellow deities. He acts as a neutral third party to all issues between other 'Deities, as he is on good terms with all of them.
RP response: What an interesting mountain Enki had just stumbled upon. Without being the slightest bit volcanic, the mountain was gigantic and had a broad, vegetation-covered summit. The flora and fauna in the area ranged from common at the base to endemic near the mountaintop. But the most interesting aspect was within the mountain itself. Enki believed a normal Modifox could spend a lifetime exploring those caves and never want for a new subject matter. These caves were rich and diverse with mineral wealth, varied greatly in size and altitude, was home to a colony of bats and a labor of moles, contained one large underground lake, and finally, the most intriguing thing Enki has found so far: a lost and lonely kit. Yes, one of these days, Enki decided he must seek out the Modeity of the Earth and congratulate her on such a wonderful creation.

Now, Enki could see that it simply was not this kit's day. He had run into the cave to take shelter from a raging storm, been scared even deeper into the tunnels by the aforementioned bat colony, tumbled down a steep hill that he couldn't climb back up, and was now curled up in a ball, confused, hurt, sobbing, and frightened. Something had to be done for this boy, there was no doubt about that. It seemed there were no other foxes in the mountain, or even in the immediate area, so Enki would just have to get creative.

A star-nosed mole crawled out of the ground and went up to the kit, sniffing the other creature and feeling him with his little nose appendages. The fox was so startled that he shrieked and jumped away. Right into the nearby wall. The mole, unfazed by the violent reaction, moved closer again and continued exploring, crawling and sniffing and feeling all around the kit's feet. Though he couldn't see, the boy gathered the creature was some sort of small, furry creature that had not yet proven to be dangerous, so he calmed down a tad and allowed it to continue sniffing him. After a while, he even started talking to it.

Enki could see the boy, who had introduced himself to the mole as 'Daedalus,' was grateful for the company, but ultimately that was not the reason he had summoned the tiny tunneler. The creature, satisfied with the information it had gathered about the boy, turned away and began leading the way through the tunnel. Daedalus, not wanting to be alone, followed as well as he could. He was having a hard time of it, though, as the cave's darkness never let up and the kit's sense of smell was not yet well-developed. Enki directed his feet as much as possible to land in the direct tracks of his guide, whose long claws left a distinctive mark on the soil below.

For a long time, this strange little parade progressed slowly through the tunnels. Daedalus, quite a clever little kit, it seemed, picked up quickly on how to find and follow the mole's footsteps, so Enki didn't have to do much to keep them in line. They trekked through many a cave. Most were as dark as ever, but some did have small openings that led outside. They helped Daedalus see a bit more, but it was still dark and storming outside. The group passed many frighteningly precarious stalactites, precious gems that went unseen in the darkness, and even the clear, cool underground lake. The two mortal creatures stopped to rest a drink for a bit before Enki urged them to continue their journey.

The last leg of the voyage involved a particularly steep hill, but Daedalus was able to climb it well enough. Suddenly a light appeared at the end of the tunnel, and Daedalus ran excitedly to greet the sunlight. And sunlight it was. The tunnel opened up onto the mountain top: untouched by the storm below, bathed in light and covered by short grass, wildflowers, and one particularly large tree. Daedalus scampered and rolled around the clearing-like summit with absolute glee until he accidentally ran into the suddenly corporeal Enki's leg. Intimidated, the kit jumped and shrunk away, barely able to stammer out an apology.

The Modeity smiled down at the kit. "You clever boy," he said gently. "Do not fear me, as you no longer fear this great mountain. Learn from this experience, and we shall meet again." And with that, Enki faded into nothing.

I've caught a shiny MODEITY!
Username: Renogoran
Name of Modeity: Tamamo no mae
Mood: judgemental
Chosen Domain:Karma (I own the elder of the Shinku Chikai)

Physical Description of your Deity: A golden fox with a white lower jaw, and white lines surrounding her eyes. Her left front pae and right back pae are black with her fronts middle toe being white her back the same but with the other toes. Her right front and left back are white, with the fronts middle being black and vice versa. Around her neck are red monk beads with the center bead being a magatama. The eyes are a sky blue.
The tips of her ears are black.
What would a day in the life of your Modeity look like:Tama doesnt often venture off of her tribes grounds, being a shut in among other deities. She focus's her efforts on the shinku, and those eho believe in her. However she will stop to inflict a fit of bad luck on those who deserve it. Her duties are rarely outweighed by anything else, and as such she is rarely known to converse eith other deities not knowing how to deal with them.
RP response: Tama stirred in her hiding place. She could smell the people of her tribe, some gathered in front of the monument that was built in her honor.
that however was many years ago. Back when the tribe was just a concept. By the father of the first elder. She gave a deep growl like yawn. What was his name again? The generations passing made her memory fade out to the earlier days of her duty. She looked out at everyone, the tribe was beginning to grow to its former glory, and the current Elder in training was becoming a stronger leader with every passing day. This made her very pleased, especially for a tribe with such a chaotic history of war, and violence ,along with times of peace. After the last elder passed with no worthy successor Tama was convinced it was all over. "Perhaps Its not yet time for this tribe of misfits to fade from history."