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Waiting, waiting, waiting.

He found he despised waiting. He'd been good at it, once upon a time, but lately... oh, lately, he'd grown so weary of waiting. He wanted everything now, now, now, and he was horribly frustrated knowing that everything seemed to be working against him. Everything and everyone seemed intent on making him wait.

Rebirth was late.

He'd called for her a couple of days ago, and the Goddess was still nowhere in sight. Deeply frustrating, and horribly rude, if anyone cared to ask him, which of course... no one did. So thus, the day found Uka padding early and horribly restlessly around the perimeters of pridal grounds, no doubt in hopes of finding the one he'd summoned.

Sadly, it was not to be. However, his padding and lurking did reward him with the sound of voices, and never having been one to ignore curiosity, the large god walked right up to the mouth of the Den where Tukutu lay - he'd not bothered with a disguise, seeing as how these lands had welcomed him, and his wings were plain sight, "A fuss is only good when it's planned out, is it not?" he arched a brow at the being within the cave. At least Fate had given him something to do while he awaited Rebirth, "You wouldn't happen to know Rebirth, would you? I'm afraid she's late, and I'm horribly tired of waiting."

He watched as her mortal disguise washed away, her wings appearing before him as she changed. Many would have probably been surprised by such a sudden change, but the large god watched her with detached mirth shinning in his eyes; no wonder he'd been mildly attracted over to her den. The girl wasn't mortal at all, now was she?

The mirth washed away soon enough, and even though his features never showed much emotion, it was obvious he was at least, no longer bored stiff. This was interesting, and as good an entertainment as anything else would have been while he waited, "That's such a pity," he drawled as he stepped forth into the den, "Would you mind if I intrude for a short while as I wait for her to arrive?" he asked the goddess, "You see, I'm horribly tired of waiting. Waiting bores me lately, and a good chat might be just what I need to get my head out of the frustration that haunts me," he waited for her invitation to come forth, apparently quite the gentleman despite his... questionable manners when he'd rather rudely entered the den in the first place.

"Ah," he breathed suddenly, his gaze readjusting to peek at the ceiling in what could have been a sheepish gesture, though taking into account his apparently detachment and lack of emotion, it was hard to tell, "I do not know how she looks like. I will know her when I see her," he wasn't even all that sure why he was calling Rebirth a 'she'. For some reason beyond him it seemed to fit, and he was rolling with it. After all, Uka wasn't one to question things like that. His gaze settled back on the female, a mild smirk coming upon his maw, "A young goddess, I presume thus? Lovely sight that you are, my dear," a pause followed, "I won't be immortal for much longer now," he told her matter of factly, almost as if he had been talking about the whether, "That's exactly why I need Rebirth, you see."

The large male was unperturbed by the fact Tukutu did not stand up in 'respect'. After all... he'd been dealing with Muhali for such a very long time that nothing seemed to surprise him any more. Tukutu was behaving herself extremely well, as far as he was concerned, at least taking into account what he was used to (Muhali had the attention span of a gnat and he loved her despite that).

Moving with grace (albeit tired grace), the God closed the space between them and lay down on the ground beside her. His eyes slipped briefly to her long tail, a brow arching when he finally noticed the hare that seemed to be trying to make itself vanish within the Goddess' fluff, "That's an interesting choice for a companion," however, a smile was tugging at the corners of his maw, "Insanity has a snake companion," he told her randomly before he tilted his head at her words, the movement almost childish in a way.

"Ah, yes," he drawled as he tucked his paws under his chest, his tail curling around his form, "I've... come to notice that I'm no longer what I used to be, my dear. I think I might've become too old for this, and I don't mean physically," he was, after all, well aware he could die and be rebirthed a god again, "No, I mean my soul, my dear. I am tired... in my soul. I think it's time I pass on," a mild, flat chuckle escaped him at her outburst, "Why, yes indeed; can't very well carry out my little plan without Rebirth. You see," a pause as he narrowed his eyes, "I came upon a rather interesting sight when I came to this pride."

Needless to say, he'd been surprised to find not only how the pride viewed gods, but that Muhali had children he did not know of, "I find the way they treat to be... charming. That aside I came upon someone I didn't know existed. I've been padding alongside Insanity for a very long time, and yet, never did I know that she had children within this pride," he drawled out as he regarded Tukutu, "This child of Insanity has the ability to Deny... that far surpasses my own. So I decided to switch places with her," mirth rang inside his eyes, "I thought it fitting that she take my domain."

His gaze fell upon the hare - Tapelo, he called himself, and the God found himself smirking at the small creature, "Indeed you are. I find it interesting that a creature such as yourself chooses to willingly associate himself with a lion; mortal or not. Lions come with teeth and claws... I wonder what your story is, my friend. I am rather certain it's an interesting one to hear."

Taking into account the god seemed unwilling to move his maws from their comfortable position under his chest, it was quite possible Tapelo was safe with him, "Then again, Gods do not need to eat to sustain themselves," another smirk, "I guess your choice to join an immortal one, rather than a mortal one, was a wise one then."

His attention shifted back to the goddess as she spoke, his head nodding once; he knew what it was like to be with someone for what seemed like forever, "I do not have a creature companion, but... in a way, Muhali, Insanity, could be considered one at times. She usually picks a form that makes her look barely larger than a mortal cub," taking into account he loved her even despite THAT, well... maybe he was just screwed in the head; maybe he'd been hanging out with her for FAR too long and her insanity had affected him too, "Ah, yes. The Pure. That's her. Her name escapes me at the current moment, but that is not of consequence," he blinked at her small outburst, a brow arching, "Yes, I know she is to be sacrificed. That is why Rebirth is running horribly late - it frustrates me."

The last words were huffed out lightly, his tail slapping the ground before he blinked, noting the change of mood, "Certainly not, my dear. I am the master of the game. I am the one that tugs the strings. Everything will be ready when /I/ say so," a pause followed his words and his eyes narrowed, having recognised the twinkle in her own, "Now then, my dear, what is it, exactly, that you've brewed up in that adorably pretty little head of yours?" he couldn't deny he was interested.

He really WAS getting too old for this indeed, seeing as he couldn't even deny such a simple thing.

Uka lowered his gaze to watch the hare again; such an interesting creature indeed. He could understand why the young goddess kept him nearby. Finding himself unable to help himself, he lowered his large head until he was leveled with that of outspoken creature, his brows arching mildly, "Ah, but you see, my friend... many souls out there don't really care that you might be bitter or skin and bones, Tsk, Tsk. All life is precious..." all meat was precious; it allowed others to live in turn.

Smirking, he lifted his head back up, but of course, it was clear he was merely teasing, "I don't doubt you're safe with your mischievous friend," he murmured as he readjusted his attention back to Tukutu, hearing out her plan with something akin to mirth in his eyes, "For Mischevious she is indeed."

He did not, however, agree to her plan immediately. Instead, he adopted a thoughtful expression, pondering the idea through, as if he had all the time in the world. It wasn't till he nodded again, that it was obvious he'd come to a determination, "I think I rather like the idea of going out with a proverbial bang, my dear," he told her with a throaty chuckle, "I will do as you propose then. I will fill in Rebirth upon her arrival - she can't take much longer. I'm sure she won't mind sticking around these lands, for they ARE rather the interesting lot, aren't they?"

Another nod, as if to seal the idea, "Hmmm.... you're not a good creature to cross then, I take it," then as if an afterthought, he shifted his position, "I like you. You know what you want, and you aim to get it; it's important to know one's goals," his gaze turned towards the entrance of the cave, "It will be quite the sight, to witness a mortal become a goddess mid sacrifice ceremony, I must say," a pause, and then he chuckled again, "I like you," he repeated, "Very clever. Why had I not thought of that?" his gaze slid towards Tukutu again, regarding her carefully, "I guess it's a matter of waiting now. I hate waiting - I find it a dreadfully boring task."

Her movements did not pass unnoticed, and had she not prickled his fancy, it was quit possible he'd have aimed a harmless jab her way. However, seeing as how she was helping him, and he was helping her, he figured jabs were out of the question, as harmless as they might've been.

Minutes passed though, and he found he could simply not help himself, "My dear, something tells me that you should be careful with how you move about. I very much doubt your shifting is going to alleviate you any time soon. In fact, if I stand correct, I think it's only going to get worse till, oh, a few moons from now," he teased softly, for after all, he'd been rather eternal - he could not remember the first time he'd been born, and he could not remember how long he had been upon the face of the earth. He was timeless, as far as he was concerned, whether it was true or not, it didn't really matter. Which of course, meant that he knew the signs of pregnancy when he saw them, albeit early ones - she'd not moved much and kept favoring her stomach. She either had a rather strange stomach ache or... she was pregnant. Something told him it was the later.

"My dear, what mischief have you gotten yourself into?" He shifted his position so that he could near her, reclining himself against the wall of the den. Then he reached out to bring the smaller goddess against him, his attitude reminiscent of father handling his daughter, "You flatter me," he told her after she'd spoken, "But I must admit I'm hardly scary when you compare me to Muhali - that is one goddess you do not wish to cross. It's usually rainbows and sunshine with her, till she snaps. Then things get bad. I pale in comparison, my dear. Not that I mind."

He shifted to further make himself comfortable, mindful of the hare in Tukutu's arms, then leaned down with hooded eyes, "Well, seeing as how we have time on our paws, and it's obvious you need a good rest.... how's say we take a long nap. Maybe things will be ready by the time we wake up."

He very much doubted it, but it was a nice thought, "Also, my dear, while we usually don't eat.... I think you might find that eatting will help your pains, these next few moons, hmmmm?"

His ears perked when she spoke; whatever it was he'd been expecting her to say, it was rather obvious what she said... was not it, "You don't say?" he murmured, and he could hardly repress the chuckle that threatened to roll forth. Oh, he'd seen the Warleader, and he knew enough from what Muhali had told him to know the large mortal was going to learn the hard way pretty soon, "Well," he said, "What goes around, comes around, I think. Perhaps he had it coming."

Glancing down at the young goddess though, it was obvious to him that she was no longer truly listening to him, having chosen instead to run along with his word of advice, for she was slowly, but surely, falling asleep against him.

Soon enough, the goddess was asleep against him, nuzzled into his shoulder, and while he knew he couldn't hear her, he thought that perhaps she'd listen to him regardless, even if in her sleep, "Don't worry, my dear. I'm sure everything will be just fine. Make the most of it; regardless of how it happened. All life is precious."

That said, he turned his gaze to watch the entrance of the den, waiting still for the arrival of the one he'd summoned, "If only..." he said, though he bit off the rest of the sentence. If only he'd met this girl long ago. If only... if only, "The world is full of 'if only's," he told the silence of the cave, then slowly moved till his head was comfortably resting over her form. Perhaps sleep would do them both good.