Jake
Creaking rang out from above, it was as if someone were walking on flimsy floor boards. The cracking of glass soon came to follow, and eventually- falling through the air came a translucent, dark 'fruit'. It was oddly beautiful to look at as sunlight glittered off from its refined exterior. Such immense beauty in a miniscule package was indeed a rarity, yet despite the packaging, the glimmers and the shining of this 'fruit'- what would inevitably turn out to be the truest sweets were the contents. The parcel soon came to a raging halt as it collided with the ground, and began to shatter like that of a glass being dropped- yet despite the thrashing of glass about the area, never once was the sound of said glass heard. The shattering had never graced the ears, but the sight of such a birth scorched itself into the eyes.

Raising himself from the debris, a lad clad in some comfortable clothing- a turtleneck sweater, a small, black coat and awfully gorgeous boots. A chilling breeze had also crawled about the area surrounding the newly-born, almost generating a thin layer of mist. They turned to their left, turned to their right, and an awful expression of sadness washed over their face. Their hands were inspected, flipping them back and forth, analysing each joint in their varying fingers and carefully scratching at their pale skin. Melancholy, confusion, and an unnerving silence constructed an eerie vibe to this character's presence- no matter how many tears poured down their face, the sounds of wet taps against the ground, the sounds of whimpering and or heavied breathing were silenced completely. No noise. No sound.

Who were they?
Brittany
*He hadn't heard anything, which was strange for the god of beasts whose senses where typically to strong they couldn't handle it. But yet as they smelt and turned there head towards the nearest fruit they heard nothing, this confused but made the god curious. Wary still but that wouldn't stop them as they approached* 

*They carried themselves with a hunch and there arms where long and clawed, strong enough that if he wanted to he could easily go on all fours and it would still be comfortable, he approached the many eyes along his body focused on the area around them- they only completey focused on someone if his goal was to pounce or kill them, or if they wanted to anyway* 

*They stayed quiet, more as they didn't quite want to give away there postion yet as they approached before seeing the young looking god seemed a bit less on defense, he calmed himself a bit as he walked infront of the god, not saying anything- yet qnyway*
Jake
The lad's dulled eyes peered up at the.. Thing before him. He could hear them breathing, he could hear their footsteps, everything he despised about the world had been embodied right there. The reason as to why he hated this newcomer is a topic not even he himself knew, it just infuriated him, such irritating sounds.. They all gave the newborn headaches. 

However, he admired their attempt at quietening themselves, as futile as it may have seemed to his sense of hearing. The man's face continued to shift into a deeper grimace with an even greater sadness to the eyes- the tears maintained a steady stream down his face and onto the ground, but despite how sad he may have looked, Nox never once felt such sadness.

A pale hand was slowly brought into the air, pointing at the other God. It was certainly odd behaviour for someone as fresh into the world as he, yet curiosity was bound to occur- wanting to know what they did not know- and explore, experiment, and evaluate the varying items of interest across such a bizarre land. Here, Nox was merely experimenting with interaction.