As ever, crowds quickly begin to mill, made up of familiar faces and strangers alike. Slowly the Earth God addresses several of them, but Volterra's greeting nod is ignored - he doesn't dwell, as the deity is a busy man and the behemoth prefers deeds to empty words anyway. Öde approaches, and his relative receives a nod from the young stallion. "I'm always ready," he replies, a smirk of bloody glory beginning to spasm across his face.

One of the lucky few the God addresses is his daughter, perched on his back...and he addresses her by name in his great, booming voice. At the unexpected development, the giant's head flicks up, ears riveting forwards.

Isopia. Her name is Isopia. Somehow, although he has never heard the word before, it fits her, like a hand fits a glove.

But strangely, finding out this forbidden piece of information does not fill the beast with the glee he thought it would. It feels...wrong, somehow. He knows how private her name is to her, and her father has just declared it to the whole damn clearing in an offhand way that does not fit the levity of the situation. Rather than breaking out into the shit-eating grin he'd imagined he would if he ever found out her name, he instead smothers a wince and an unbidden pang of sympathy for her. She will be furious, he is sure. She hasn't even told him - and he likes to think he is close to her - her name, and now an island full of strangers know it. The behemoth always imagined he would find out one day, but that she would be the one to tell him, in a moment of deep friendship and trust. Not like this, a throwaway comment by a man who should know better.

The information feels wrong, dirty. He almost wishes he hadn't heard it, because now he has been robbed of that moment he'd pictured for so long. And she's been robbed of being the one to tell him - robbed of a choice that should have been soley hers.

But, as though to make amends for his faux pas, the great earthen God presents an egg to his raven daughter, an egg that glistens and glows and makes the crimson dragon in the sky release a small blast of frost. She has a companion. Whatever it is remains to be seen, but the notion of seeing Isopia with a bonded partner is an alien prospect. He remembers her attending the giveaway of the golden dragon egg, won by the unworthy Abraham - who is being harried by a filly he apparently stole from, and why does that not surprise Volterra in the slightest - which would certainly signal her desire for a companion, yet the beast cannot picture her with one. Tending to it, loving it, raising it...That requires empathy, and that is something he does not associate with the earth girl.

All the same, the giant wanders towards his friend, who shifts from bird to young mare as she leaves her father's back then moves to the outskirts of the group. The beast offers the Earth God another nod - got another shiny egg under there for me? - but his attention is focused fully on Isopia. "Kis hollo," he greets, deliberately using his name for her and not the name he has just learned, as if to undo him ever having heard it and to try and put her at ease that she will always be his little raven, even now he knows her true name. "You will need to keep it warm, and prepare meat for when it hatches." Of course, it may not be a dragon, but he has yet to meet a herbivorous companion.

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Addresses Ode, then speaks to Isopia about her egg.