'You have a map in your head?'
Mwokoti chuckled to herself, her strides slow, almost lazy. It was hard not to get attached to mortals sometimes. The young ones, especially. The cub she'd just brought back home (perhaps an hour or so ago?) was particularly adorable. In a rare event, she felt no one who needed her this far out.
Mind you, she was, literally, in the middle of nowhere. Anyone out here was really lost. Not often did she get to dwell in solitary silence, and when such an opportunity was presented, it was one she treasured like nothing else. Being a reticent Goddess, silence truly was golden.
Not that she wished to ostracize herself from everyone. It was one of many unfortune nesscities of her 'work'. Gods were too busy, mortals died too quickly.
Her eyes cast upward to the sun, squinting. A few feet away, a copse sat. Awkwardly placed, Mwokoti thought, yet she was thankful for the shade the trees would provide her. Moving at a more 'average' speed now, she trotted over, and the second she was within shade, stretched out.
Perhaps this would be one of those times she'd get a peaceful sleep. To the mortal eye, her wings faded away, her lantern invisible as well, and Mwokoti was just a regular lioness laying under a group of trees in the middle of no place.
