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Kizuka stretched herself upon her little patch of sunlight. She'd been enjoying the idle chatting, the lounging, the all around just be-ing. It was rare that she and Ushaufu had the chance to simply laze about together. Needless to say, she was highly startled, and more than a little offended, when the sky chose that moment to fall. Especially fur-raising was the fact that it felt the need to drop upon her mate. Unlike Ushaufu, Kizuka had a perfect view of what it was. Size wasn't something that had ever mattered to Kizuka in judging age, especially where supernatural beings were considered (at least not since meeting Ushu) and her eyes narrowed at the sight.

Outbursts the style of her mate weren't Kizuka's thing, really. Actually, outbursts in general weren't something she was much inclined towards, but this pushed it. After a few moments of watching what would have been a hilarious sight had she known Muhali, the mistweaver strode forward to block her mate's frantic path. Holding up a paw to stop him, she leaned in to growl into Muhali's face. "Off. Now."


"You probably don't wish to be threatening her, Miss," A deeper voice greeted from behind the both of them. Kizuka's eyes glanced towards the forest where, from seemingly no where, a darker blue shape emerged. This lion was a strange looking one, snow capped and bejeweled, and quite large. Where the Goddess draped over Ushaufu's back was tiny, this one was a giant. He towered, lean and strong, over Ushaufu's own form by at least a head. By comparison, Kizuka herself looked like a cub and Muhali one that hadn't even been born yet. The lioness know she and Ushaufu would be ill matched if there were a fight over this, and so she backed off a step.

She was no longer the quiet, god-fearing mortal she'd once been, however. "I wouldn't if she'd get her hands off of my mate," She replied rather bluntly, "I believe I'm right in saying that neither of us appreciate it."

Ukata'zaji stared down at the mortal who was his brother's mate. He almost wanted to laugh, only it wasn't really that funny. He didn't blame the female for being upset, however; in her most delicate of positions he likely wouldn't have been too kind to an immortal acting in such a way to Ushaufu, either. Of course, Ukata knew that Muhali was only playing--it was about the only thing that she COULD do--but to the other two it wouldn't quite seem that way. To this lioness it was probably the representative of fear itself. Amusing, and yet not.

The larger God contented himself with a smirk thereafter, attention turned towards his brother and... companion. "Muhali, I don't think Ushaufu is in a playing mood right now." He glanced at his brother. "Truth's been here, hasn't she?" Ukata tipped his head towards Kizuka to further his meaning.

"I'm not hers, if that's what you mean," Kizuka snapped in return, earning a slight look of surprise from Ukata. "Preferring honesty doesn't automatically make me her minion, or under her persuasion, especially it is only a preference."

"So who might you, ah, 'belong' to then?" Ukata responded with a slight chuckle. Kizuka, however, did not answer. She glared once more at the striped one still alighted upon Ushaufu's back, then plopped herself down to clean her ruffled fur. Ukata gave a slight chuckle, then returned his sight to the 'playing' pair, "Ushaufu," he gave a nod.

Kizuka frowned at the entire scene. She wasn't so stupid as to not have thought of the fact that she was mortal and Ushaufu, frankly, was not. Indeed, she thought the reminder more than a little rude--especially as Ushaufu seemed perfectly happy in his state of denial and didn't wish to be woken from it. ... at least not sooner than he had to be. The lioness fought a bit of a chill at that thought. Like most mortals, she didn't welcome the thought of death, even if she accepted the inevitability on a logical level. She was indeed, as Ushaufu thought, a child of Truth.

It made a queer sort of logic, ironically, that this was irrationality. She was certainly flighty enough and, Kizuka added with a touch of bitterness to her thoughts, insane. Some part of her knew perfectly well that "irrational" was merely a polite term for the disturbed. This rude little thing was certainly that, if not more... Kizuka shook her head, realizing that she was bothered to the point of thinking in circles. Where was the point of that? So, Kizuka snorted and turned her nose up and away from the tiny goddess and snake alike. It wouldn't get close enough to strike her, especially not with the distance it would have to cross to get to her. She doubted, somehow, that Muhali would care to do anything at all to her. That was at once a blessing and a curse.

Ukata gave the slightest snicker at Kizuka's reaction, though he was himself a little worried over it. He didn't deny, for once, that Muhali had a point, but he also didn't see the need for her to say such a thing. It was a rude subject to bring up, at best, and flat out cruel at worst. Though he knew the goddess well enough to say that she didn't mean it maliciously, it was quite obvious that Kizuka, at least, had taken it in such a fashion. There wasn't much point in talking to her about it, or chiding as it were, for Muhali likely wouldn't understand. ... and that damned snake of hers was likely to take offense; touchy little b*****d.

The gargantuan, by comparison, lion settled himself in the brittle grasses of Umande'mfuni. He'd passed over the area quite a few times in his travels, though he'd never settled in it. It'd always looked so dead he'd thought there wasn't a point, even if he'd been meaning to visit his "brother" for quite some time. He was a little surprised to see a little peeking green near the roots of the grasses, though it was likely any lion who lived there wouldn't have yet noticed the change. Things that took so much time, such as rejuvenation, were hardly noticeable to those who had to live with it constantly, after all. The truth of that was slightly tied to his realm and so Ukata paid attention to it, but the ties were slight and nothing that needed messing with. Indeed, it didn't even need to be pointed out at this time; they'd realize it soon enough.

"Of course you do," He mollified his brother, reaching out a paw to "slap" the male's shoulder in a companion-like fashion. Ukata shot one more look to Muhali, a very obvious 'shut your mouth' sort of gesture, then grinned at his brother. "So, this is the girl, hm?"

The turning of the conversation was blatantly obvious, and should be to even one so oblivious as Muhali, and Ukata turned his falsely beaming expression on the mistweaver. In return Kizuka offered him a level look but no word. "I don't fault you."

"And what might that mean?" Kizuka replied, the fur at the nape of her neck lifting though her tone stayed even. Normally she was the one who kept her cool, at least visibly if not in truth. Muhali had riled her to a point of blind anger, something that her mate would easily see. In fact, it radiated off of her still-thin form, and worked its way into the twitch of her tail and ears. Still, she did not act on it.

"Only that I can see what he'd be attracted to," Ukata chuckled. "I'm not so blind to social niceties as my companion, here.. though I still warn you against attacking her. No matter how much she might deserve it at the moment."

"Yes, companion," Ukata replied gruffly towards his brother's inquiry. He frowned slightly, "And I've faulted you plenty of times, I merely backed you in your faults."

"That doesn't make any sense," Kizuka muttered from her place nearby. She'd settled near the outskirts of their circle, frowning at the grass at her feet. With a hasty tongue she smoothed ruffled fur along her chest, but it didn't stop the fact that she was quite disturbed and angry and just... did not like these two. At least the small one--the male she had no real opinion on.

"Not usually, no" Denial replied with a smirk. He cast another long look to the splotched female, then grinned towards his brother. "But we're all in a bit of denial."



Despite the small goddess odd remark, Ushaufu merely arched a brow; it was amazing that for once, he was displaying the maturity and sly nature his domain should have provided when dealing with events now past, "Hmmm..." it was a noncommittal sound, directed mostly at Uka but also at the goddess' words, "If you say so, I'm not one to question Denial," he'd been living there for so long. Of course, seeing as he was talking to Denial himself, for the larger god to deny something... wouldn't be all that far fetched.

A snort from Ushaufu as he ran his tongue over his mate's pelt; Denial, in denial, who'd have thought, "Whatever; is there a reason for the visit?"

Muhali tilted her head so she could look up at Uka from her position, then smiled, almost like the cat that had eaten the canary, "It makes sense to me," she informed them, but then again, when did anything that made sense to muhali ever make sense to the world around her?



"Everything makes sense to you," Ukata looked down at the lioness between his paws with something akin to an affectionate smile and voice. At least, as affectionate as the persnickety male ever got. He leaned down to nibble a matt out of her fur, then flicked his ears at his brother.

"I told you, we're looking for Truth. Have you seen her?"

"Not recently," Kizuka replied, perhaps a bit too harshly. As used as she was to dealing with Gods, these two were far from the 'norm' of that. ... How odd, to consider THAT a norm. She leaned into her mate and tried not to look too pissy.

"Not everything," a confused expression crossed the blue female's features, "I don't get..." there was a pause, as if she was hesitating, then she snapped her mouth shut and looked away, blinking. It was obvious she wasn't going to continue whatever train of thought she'd interrupted. At least for the time being. As his maw descended on her, she raised her head so that her nose brushed his maw almost in a kiss, yet agonizingly innocent, before she turned her attention to Ushaufu.

A shake of the male's head was the gods' answer at first, and then, "No; she left for the oasis after talking to me, and that was a while back," a pause before he wrinkled his maw; he loved his ister, really, but her domain had clashed with his so harshly while growing up that he could not help the distaste, "And good riddance," he said, though lacking malice. A sigh racked his frame as his mate seethed and leaned against him.


Ukata raised a brow at his companion's aborted comment, but said nothing. He had a fair idea of what she had been about to say, and was glad she'd chosen to refrain. Provoking the mortal would have resulted in a very dead mortal far before its time, but provoking Ushaufu to such an extent... well. God wars were never pretty. "I see.. well, I suppose we'd better head in that direction then. I think, Muhali, its time we drew this visit to a close...."

He nodded to his brother, and got up, turned and headed out into the forest without another comment. Ushaufu would likely think nothing of it; it was denial's way to leave without preamble or fuss.

Kizuka scowled and made an affronted noise. "I need to go track down Kimaji," She muttered and headed into the opposite direction.

Muhali remain where she'd been sitting, however, no sooner had Uka raised himself from the floor that the goddess followed suit, pausing just briefly to send Ushaufu a cryptic look. This done, she vanished after Denial.

A sigh was released from the green male as he shook his head, and then slowly stood to trail after his mate.