Inanna seemed to dance around Zeus’ front paws. Her excitement was building and bubbling over. She was thoroughly enjoying the attention of an adult. Mother and father always seemed to be running off to do one thing or another. Father especially seemed to be constantly busy and rarely around the den whereas mother would always come back, smelling of strange things that also excited her, but in a completely different way. Her terror at being nearly eaten was washing away in her growing security in the presence of the big white wolf. Trying desperately to calm herself she sat in front of the god, her sweeping a fan shape into the ground. She stared up at him with her mismatched eyes, the irises widening in awe. Storms over the oceans had always fascinated her. Being able to be close to one was wonderous. Perhaps then she would have something more exciting to tell her friends. It could be something more that she would be able to use to gain the respect he spoke about. Her smile was bright as the sun against her white lips.
“And you can take me into a storm? How? Let’s go!” Unable to contain it, she bounded off in a random direction, not knowing where he was going to take her but knowing that when storms hit they tended to hit everywhere. She trotted before him, leading the way with child-like confidence, which was most likely not the confidence he had been meaning. Her air of seeming to know where she was going was ruined when she tripped over her large paws. Tumbling over herself she looked up at him from the ground, head tilted in the dirt. “My name is Inanna! Daughter of gods!” Her parents called themselves gods, and were named after such. She too had been given the name of a goddess, though she did not know what exactly that meant.
Inanna
...To Watch a Goddess Smile |