She listened to his word but fueled by rage it was hard for her to consider such things as she kept her back to them her breathing far more ragged than before. She could tolerate his chastising of her actions. She had never been a creature for conversation but when he spoke of cutting ties the rest of his words fell on deaf ears. A cold snarl split her silence before lashing out at the tree she stood near with her claws, the dead bark tearing without much hesitation before she turned to him jogging on a most aggressive manner. Her jaws hung open the aggression behind each step visible with each ripple of muscle and lingering of a growl on the air.

Atum was not that far and yet she felt like she moved as though days were passing. She ducked her head and buried her head and neck beneath his own pressing her side as closely she could to his chest despite any retaliation his teeth might offer. “I have never apologized and see no reason to start this was not how I was raised. Conversation is not my specialty and I have never claimed to be, our disagreement is the longest conversation I’ve held. My family rarely spoke and my soul was mute too. I cannot change who I am for you, but I will be as great as I can be. I will be the goddess you speak of but I will be my own as well. I wish to be this faith you state me to be but I can only try to respect you. I am not a soft creature, I do not know kindness anymore. It is fleeting. Can you try to understand me and not just your religion? You feel attachment so certainly, you can feel other emotions.” She sighed glancing down into the snow before moving a length away.

Sekhmet no longer cared for trusting him to spare his teeth, she wouldn’t sit as a lamb should her come in an attempt to fight but for now, she folded on her paws laying her head down on long white limbs russ toes that seemed as though they were stained with blood. She was uncertain what could be said to make things better. This wasn’t her nature this wasn’t her way. She thought of Thoth and it felt all the same without the bond they shared. She tried to be different but he helped her to become what she was in the end. The conflict boiled just beneath the surface. Her lips were parted as her teeth gnashed she was unsure of what she should do could do. He didn’t understand, he wouldn’t take the time to understand she was almost certain. Opalescent eyes glared at him in a warning she would retaliate to any aggression before turning her throat away from him her haunting call crying into the void for the one she had lost. Perhaps if he were here she wouldn’t feel so conflicted now.