(Muse and Mun are both lost) || Canon is Spirted Away

[giveandtake]

[He turns back and forth, trying to get a better sense of where he is.

An air of extreme disquiet hangs around him almost like a veil. It's clear he has no idea what's going on.

Finally he settles down quietly, but his nervous demeanor doesn't leave. He seems to stare beseechingly into nothing, as if the universe itself will offer help.]

...Ah?

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[resolvere]

[Amaterasu feels a familiarity with him, but she can't quite place it. It's a very odd feeling of it, at least.

At his single word, or muttering, she pads over to him and looks up, head tilted to the side. In response to him, she gives a friendly bark, her tail beginning to wag slightly.]

[giveandtake]

[He starts slightly at the bark, shifting back into place slowly as he realizes the god will do nothing to harm him. Tentatively, he reaches out, something close to cautious interest written in the lines of his form.]

[resolvere]

[The sun god appreciates a good mask, like the masks of Waka's Tao Troopers, or of the Oina tribe. This guy? He has a good mask.

She sits in front of him as he reaches out, black lips parting as she pants slightly. Just your friendly neighborhood wolf god with crimson markings at a Divine Instrument on her back spouting blue energy and flame. No big deal, bro, just give her a pat.]

[giveandtake]

[No Face is in no place to discriminate on appearance, plus the sun goddess has a warm glow about her. He reaches out, a shadowy hand extending to gently stroke the wolf's head. If his mask weren't so unexpressive, he'd be smiling.]

[resolvere]

[And she feels that, his smile, even if his face shows very little. Her tail thumps against the ground a few times as she shuts her eyes and tilts her head just so he can get underneath her chin. If he's able to listen, he may hear her:

Well now, what's your name?]