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Zaire was content beside her sleeping brother. She could rest by his warmth, even if she preferred the cold. The waves gently lapped against the sand, barely tapping against an out-stretched paw. It felt good, refreshing her as she rested. Her tail flicked under her chin, keeping her tail as a pillow and her wings as a blanket.

She hadn't left the beach in a long, long, long time, and she enjoyed it as such. Her brother was restless and often wished to travel, and yet when it came down to it the furthest they'd go was to the deserts, and then come straight home. She liked this place, it was their special place. Somewhere that suited them both. It held cold water that calmed Zaire, and had hot sand to please her brother. It was comforting for both to find a place so.... perfect. As if it was made just for them.

So, travel had been out of the question recently. Sure, for awhile it had been something they had to do. As kits, they emerged by themselves. They only had one another to rely on, and no true home. So, the two had tried for far too long to find that special place. So, when they had it was calming to know they finally belonged somewhere. At least, for her. She knew her brother was antsy, and she would succumb to his needs and they'd explore briefly before coming home before the sun set. But, she just enjoyed what they had. The beach. Their beach.

Her wings stretched as, delicately, she left her brothers side. She wanted to walk across the sand, on the edge of where the water would lap against her feet. She rose, padding down the darker line of sand as she gazed up at the beautiful moon. Her tail lazily wagged, content at the sight as she padded over the sand, careful not to step on broken shells. And then, she heard it. Her ears flicked up, head raising as she heard a soft noise. No, stop. She wasn't one to explore the new, but it had been such a pretty noise. Oh, there it was again, a beautiful melody. The woman was drawn to it, ears flicking at the soft sound and legs, without her consent, bringing her towards the sound. It took her to a male god, who was the culprit of the beautiful sound. Her eyes watched the male, mouth curving into a gentle smile as she settled onto her haunches, curling her tail gently around her slim form and folding her wings into her back.

For now, she was content just watching.

She was content with the music, for it was beyond anything she had heard before. It was, to be honest, beautiful, and she could sit here for days and listen. She was half tempted to, but she knew one day his mouth would open and he'd set down that instrument. He couldn't play all day, could he? She wouldn't mind, she could surely sit here just as long and just enjoy the beautiful melody.

And then, the music changed. An ear flicked up, hearing that sadness before she could register it properly. He was hurting. He had lost something, or someone. He was in mourning, though she doubted over the dead. The goddess flicked her tail against the sand gently, lifting out of her sitting position. She wanted to comfort, and yet perhaps it was not her place. Still, she sensed the uneasiness in his heart. If she could, she wanted to help ease it. Even if just a little.

The tears finally swayed her calm heart as, finally, she approached. Quietly, almost silently, she padded up to the beautiful male, eyes soft as her posture.

"That was beautiful." She whispered, voice barely audible, but luckily the breeze carried it.

The woman just offered a tilt of her head as he flinched and whipped around. Ah, she should have waited for him to notice her. Her tail flicked around her form as she sunk into the sand, paws folding over the fluff and head nuzzling into her paws. She kept her eyes on the male, content where she laid as he seemed to ponder a response of some sort.

She watched as he felt his damp fur, the tip of her tail twitching gently. He seemed mortified, honestly, and the Goddess of Stability wished to just waltz over there and brush her calming aura around him. But, she didn't. She waited, enjoying the silence even if it might be awkward to others. Her wings expanded before curling against her sides to avoid the cold breeze, ears flicking up straight when he finally spoke. Ah. He was struggling. She should try and change the subject, shouldn't she? Wasn't that the polite thing to do when others were uncomfortable? You were supposed to try and make them comfortable.

"Did you make that flute?" She questioned, head raising to jerk gently towards his flute before resting back down. "It reminds me of the seashells around here." Now that she had spoken more it seemed as if her voice was completely monotone. Emotionless. Gentle, yes, but only because of the whispered like tone that carried it. She had never been good with emotions or vocal tones, that was her brothers job. It didn't mean she didn't feel, it just... was hard? She wasn't quite sure how to make her face and voice match her heart, so she didn't try. It wasn't like she talked to enough people where it even mattered, anyway.

From the shells? The woman didn't seem to care about the tone, mostly because her own probably wasn't any better. Instead, she flicked the tip of her tail again, paws extending slightly to knead the sand. Could someone make things out of the shells? She hadn't considered that before. Well, jewelry, yes, but a flute? Then again, she wasn't knowledgeable about flutes, either.

"How?" She finally questioned. If he had made them out of the shells from around here didn't that mean he had been here for awhile? But surely Adien would have spotted him by now? He wandered far more than she did... Yet, the male was a god. Perhaps he could make things out of shells with the twitch of his tail?

"Is your domain one pertaining to music or shells?" That would make the most sense. He played the music so beautifully, so that was likely. Yet, manipulating the shells to make a flute also could pertain to a shell domain. Maybe he could make anything out of shells? Sometimes, Zaire was jealous of those who could create things. Her domain was more emotional than a physical ability, which was fine. She liked it just fine. However, sometimes she wished she could actually create things to help people. Surely that'd be useful at times, right?

Still, she was fine the way she was. The male seemed musically talented, so her bets was more on something dealing with music, but it was fun trying to guess others domains.

She tilted her head and viewed the male after he had finished speaking. Her tail flicked idly, and a small, faint smile crossed her lips. So, he had worked to get where he was. Admirable. The woman stretched one wing, twitching an ear as a faint 'pop!' followed before folding it back against her side.

"Ah." She hummed, viewing his flute quietly. It was beautiful, honestly, and now it made sense as to why. "It's admirable you learned to play that well, then." She admitted, unsure now where to go with this conversation. Was it embarrassing to compliment him? She was being honest. It was admirable. She wasn't sure she could play that well even if she had practiced since being a child. She liked to sing, but that was hardly using an instrument, unless you counted the throat as one. She also didn't practice to be perfect, either.

"Are you perhaps lost?" She finally asked, tail flicking lazily across the sand, drawing circular patterns as she did so. Not many came to this beach, which was a contributing factor to why Zaire had even asked to live here in the first place. Still, that didn't mean she disliked having the male here. Not at all. She just wasn't a fan of a mass of people, honestly.

She felt the discomfort in the air, clashing against her domain violently. He wasn't calm, it seemed. She considered lending her abilities, however she held back, instead tilting her head towards him when he responded. Ah, the beach was interesting, wasn't it? She was quite fond of it. It was a perfect place for her and her brother. A middle ground, almost. He desired the hot sands, and she wished for the cool water. The beach had been the perfect choice for their home, it seemed.

"No, I'm not lost." She mused gently back, calmly flicking her tail. "We live here, my brother and I. It's a beautiful home, and I prefer peace and the water, so we decided to settle here."

Her head raised briefly, checking to see if her brother had woken. No, not yet. Good. He might chase the male away, due to his protective nature. Turning to view the male once more, she tilted her head curiously in his direction. "Am I bothering you? You seem uncomfortable."

Her head shook as she felt his discomfort increase, wanting nothing more than to extend her abilities to soothe him, though at the moment she collected herself. She wouldn't use it right now, that'd be both rude and intrusive. Her tail-tip flicked gently, eyes illuminating as the moonlight hit them.

"No. He's asleep." Wings twitching, the woman flashed a gentle smile at the last comment. Ah. So he was just awkward with people. That made sense. "Well, I'm not the best with others, either. I always was content with just being by my brothers side. I guess you're the first person I've met in awhile."

Gently, her wings expanded and flapped, sending sand rolling past her as she stood. "Well, you may relax. I am the Goddess of Harmony. I wouldn't dare impose myself on you or expect you to leave your comfort zone. So, not knowing what to say is just fine."