Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Horus sighed. He felt that there was proof that Cleo had taken his place in his mother's affections. "I don't really need anything at the moment. If I do, I'll let you know."

[TheHayleyDoll]

Cleo was just a baby though, so she needed much more attention. Isis shrugged, "Suit yourself. I'll always be here. I promise. I love you, sweetie." She kissed his cheek and went upstairs.

[Miranda_]

Horus went back up to his room, to pack.

*later*

[spirit_queen]

Osiris was downstairs now, writing something down on an official-looking form of some sort.

[TheHayleyDoll]

Isis, who was carrying Cleo around, told Osiris about Horus moving out. "He says it's for the best. He's not going to be alone either, since it's Aphrodite's place that he's moving into."

[spirit_queen]

"Oh? When?" Osiris asked.

[TheHayleyDoll]

"He said soon." Isis told him, "And he didn't want to tell him yourself, because he thought you'd yell at him."

[spirit_queen]

Osiris paused. "I'd like to speak with him. And, no, I won't yell."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I think he went upstairs to pack up his things." Isis said.

[spirit_queen]

"Alright, I'll go talk to him." Osiris said. He went upstairs to Horus' room and knocked.