[The wolf exhales slowly, her tail thumping the ground happily as she makes a quiet, happy noise to the press of a hand on her head, smoothing down her fur. She is truly a simple creature, and perhaps a simple goddess as well, wanting nothing more than the offering of good company and praise - perhaps a bite of food here and there as well. Offerings and reverence never did suit her well, and though Ammy won't press people to worship in a way, or to a certain deity, she much prefers this sort of contact over what the Drifter may be more familiar with.
What sort of divine beast would she be, if she did not share her love of the world and it many people graciously and willingly? No one is beyond the scope of the sun's rays to warm and greet them every morning. Even a sick, wandering drifter has every right to bask in the light.
She pressed her head closer as she stretches out with another, much deeper exhale, and begins to fade off into sleep for a little while. Of course, if the Drifter ever needs or wants to move, she'll get up and off him, they just need to nudge her gently. She's not here to keep them, after all, just to enjoy a bit of company while she rests, and share her own.]
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What sort of divine beast would she be, if she did not share her love of the world and it many people graciously and willingly? No one is beyond the scope of the sun's rays to warm and greet them every morning. Even a sick, wandering drifter has every right to bask in the light.
She pressed her head closer as she stretches out with another, much deeper exhale, and begins to fade off into sleep for a little while. Of course, if the Drifter ever needs or wants to move, she'll get up and off him, they just need to nudge her gently. She's not here to keep them, after all, just to enjoy a bit of company while she rests, and share her own.]