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The stag was massive, his height towering far above any mortal creature that inhabited these lands. The impressive rack of antlers on his head only added to his image, giving the impression he was even taller than he already was. Apart from his size (and perhaps the fact there were few stags inhabiting these lands), the creature gave no indications of his true form and appearance.

The stag's head turned, a flick of a small tail, hoofed feet trodding lightly across the ground, barely leaving an impression or a footprint. Lowering his head, Corellon tugged at a scrub of grass, nose twitching with his breath as he inhaled, taking in the scents of the land.

A chirping from his antlers earned an eyeroll as the god tilted his head to peer at the song bird he had been unable to shake.

"What is it now?"

Oh, low branch, he had forgotten just how large his antlers were in this form.

Corellon may or may not have noticed the cub before she had pounced, if he had, he gave no indication of such. And yet, he did not seem overly surprised when suddenly the small furry creature had latched to his front leg. Green eyes blinked, raising said leg from the ground, his head lowered to gaze at his 'attacker'.

"I seem to have been attacked by a vicious little hunter."

Oh whatever shall I do? The great stag shook his leg in an attempt to dislodge the young goddess. It may have seemed odd to see no anger in his eyes, no threatening flash of his antlers. If anything, there may have been laughter, he after all had nothing to fear from one so small.

In his antlers, the bird chirped, one might think it was laughing hysterically. Might want to watch it there, bird, lest your hysterics shake you from your perch.

Corellon rolled his eyes, continuing to shake his leg until the little goddess lost her grip. One eye focused on the cub, he examined his limb, sing his tongue to smooth down the ruffled fur. He seemed unbothered by the few scratches she had left, the limb otherwise undamaged.

"Perhaps because you have bitten off more than you chew."

The stag shot a look at the bird still laughing in his antlers. He shook his head to jostle the bird in his roost, earning a chip of protest. (Not that the god wasn't laughing silently himself at the ridiculousness of it all.)

"Don't pay any attention to him, he just likes to hang around. Maybe you should start with smaller prey."

And not the giant deer god.

"Next time choose your challenge more wisely."

A creature his size would have been more than a challenge for any mortal, perhaps even for most gods. It was becoming more difficult not to devolve into fits of laughter himself. It was hilariously adorable the way she sulked at him. Oh was she thinking of trying again? He'd have certainly lost containment of his laughter if she did.

There was an angry chirp as the bird hopped to a higher prong of the antlers to escape the pouncing cub. The stag turned, shifting his body away from the pouncing cub, one forelimb raised to block her.

"I will have to ask you not to eat him. Annoying though he is, I fear I would miss his company."

Yes, he was snickering now, though whether he was laughing at cub or bird or both, well you'll have to be the judge of that.

Corellon's ears pinned back against the frantic chipping of his feathered companion. His head raised, straining to gaze at the bird perched high in his antlers. It seemed he should have been more specific with the cub.

"Relax, I will not let her catch you. Smaller prey that does not have a large friend."

The bird chirped angrily at Nara once more before settling with a huff on the highest prong of the stag's antlers, it's eyes narrowed to glare at the cub...bird? Wait, what?

The god deer raised a brow, gazing at the lion cub who was now suddenly a bird. Well, that had been unexpected, though perhaps not entirely surprising? At least his reaction remained rather nonchalant, surely not the reaction to the suddenly revelation of a deity she might have expected.

"You might want to work on that if you are trying to hide what you are."

A smirk, poof SUDDENLY LION! The god of nature revealed himself for what he truly was.

"No, I didn't fall because I am ten times your size."

And significantly heavier. Being a god had nothing to do with it. The cub would find that even mortal animals of significant size would not fall so easily to a predator. Hopefully she learned that before she went after something like an elephant...

"I can change into many things."

And then the lion was gone, replaced by the form of a massive gray wolf. As a wolf his form was similar to that of the stag, appearing as a (mostly) mortal wolf, his wings and the items he wore vanishing as he changed. Well, that is apart from his massive size the antlers that still adorned his head.

"No, he is as he appears. I am Corellon, a pleasure to meet you."

The wolf god shrugged, settling to sit on his haunches, bushy wolf tail swishing behind him.

"I like having antlers. What else would my little bird friend perch in?"

He shook his head, the truth was he felt oddly out of balance without the rack of antlers on his head. He also found they made quite the impression, frightening off many would-be poachers on sight, and running through those who dared to stand against him to harm his 'forest'.

A warm smile, one fluffy raised in a friendly greeting.

"I am the guardian of Nature."