Harold
Hokma accepted the apple with a curious gaze. He turned it over to inspect all of its sides, taking in its shape and scent. But most importantly the way it would glimmer against the light of the room. The Forest God hummed at that little detail, before taking a rather crunchy bite to taste its juices himself. Sweet. He might take a liking to it.

"You are not wrong, Puffsie. These are quite sweet." He lightly chuckled as he continued to hold it, before tucking it within the space of his cloak. Inner branches wrapping around it before it was whisked away elsewhere. "I might ask for another once I finished mine. Are you the one that made them?" He curiously asked. Knowing where the apples might come from, the young god would like to know where it came if he had the urge to taste more of it.
Carolyn
"I wishh... These are from gaias gardennn, there's a beautiful area of nature below us.." Puffsie informed Hokma biting into their half of the apple once more. 

"What were you doing here all alone.." Curious, the question was asked, this hall was uniquely carved but has no reason to be sat in alone for longer periods of time.
Harold
"Is that so? I will be sure to visit it sometime after. It sounds quite the sight to behold." He hummed at the information. Hokmah was still getting himself and acquainted with the various parts and sensations of Gaia. He was still fresh off the bud after all.

"Well, I was waiting to see if I might meet a fellow member of the family." He gestured his head towards Puffie with a smile. "You're simply the first to come across me." He answered as a little glow starts to form at the end of his branch-arm. After a moment, that same glow shined brightly before dying down. And what was revealed after was a beautiful golden apple. 

"Here. A gift in return."

The branch creaked as it offered the golden apple back to the cloud god. It was heavier than the apple slice he gave him before, and no scent came from it. It was like a solid golden shape formed into the shape of an apple.
Carolyn
"Ohhh you're a new God then huhh.." Puffsie's confusions cleared up from the explanation, watching as Hokma's wooden hand began to glow. 

Beauty, the golden gift radiated a charm about it, hard to compare from first glance, Gaia's apple of perfect balance and symmetrical exteriority against the golden glows of a premium nature. 

Puffsie raising their arms, overpowered by their curiosity, appreciatively accepted the gift, placing the golden apple into their sleeved hands. It's weight different than that of Gaia's, heavier, it's exterior, more metallic but of a substance representing riches and authority. 

A bite was in order...

**C-crunch... Nom... Nom..**

To say the least it was divinely tasty, comparing to a fruit grown by a greater deity was surely unfair, though it was second best, an initial taste of total sweetness followed by a slow decline to sourness finishing with a pleasant aftertaste. 

A fruit of almost perfect design, by a newly born God... Puffsie's lightly stunned expression mixed with their tired eyes stayed for a little while, turning towards the creator of this masterpiece, eye contact was made. 

"It's really good... You should be proud Hokma.." Flattery was something Puffsie highly enjoyed due to the joyous comfort it brought to others, however this time it was really deserved.
Harold
The branch creaked up to scratch above his head as a low chuckle was let out. Hokmah watched the entire process of how Puffie bit and tasted into the apple he gifted them with. The cloud god reminded him of a fair little flower. Preening up at the light of the sun. "I need not be proud of my creations. I am simply content with perceiving the way others handle them. Besides, I give thanks to Gaia for allowing me to mimick her own buds." He gestured with his normal hand towards the tree in question.

"Though if you don't mind, I would be curious to know what else is you plan to do aside from keeping this leafy god company?" Hokmah inquired Puffie. "Along with that.." His single eye glanced over the rest of the hall. "Have you met our other kin? I am curious of their plans.."
Carolyn
An inquiry directed at Puffsie,

"Welll... I was only born around 70ish cycles ago anddd i didn't have a good look around when I was first heree... Wanted to see what's at the top... Maybe a good vieww... Dunno.." Puffsie explaining their thought process and intentions aloud, a sense of complete trust towards Hokma manifesting within them as they laid on their cloud, playfully bending their knees and kicking their legs behind them.

Hearing the change in question Puffsie followed Hokma's eye line.

"Mm?..", Puffsie visibly reflected for a moment..", most are doing their own thingg... There's some ritual thingy concerning void venturing anddd... That's it really I think... It should be finishing soon so peaceful times kindaa.." Spoken with their usual tone, Puffsie turned back to the Hokma with a light smile, a hope for a peaceful future was something Puffsie had to much off. 

"Know your new and all but... Do you have an idea of what you wanna doo?.." Curiosity striking once again, a question of contemplation and existential belonging, unfairly asked, but a shot in the dark was curiosities greatest friend.
Harold
"I suppose they too have their own goals to attain." Hokmah nodded at the information. That seemed to be the way things go here, as far as he can tell. He was also a fresh borne with just two digits into his cycles, and yet here he was already making efforts to his own plans. A sapling already aiming to blossom.

"Ah, for myself?" He turned to Puffie as he was asked. This fluffy god was starting to grow on him, much like vines on a tree. Though he figured that the cloud deity had no intention of harming him in any way. "I believe I plan on creating my own realm. With all this energy I feel in my roots, I wish to use that energy to give life of my own. Perhaps I may find something worthwhile to sink my cycles into once I have done so." A chuckle accompanied his words. "I don't suppose that is what all new deities in our family aim for?" He asked another question in return. An endless wonder to know more about the workings around him, to see them all for himself as well when he grows in time.


"How about yourself, Puffie? Have you made any plans of your own, or are you just content floating around aimlessly, wandering where you can?"
Carolyn
"A realm huhh... That's a good ideaa.. You can choice from the north, east, south or west sideee... Im in the north... Can also make a demiplane if you wantt.." Puffsie informed Hokma with their usual tone, staring into the golden apple once more, curiosity, *An apple like this, what kind of realm will it's creator bring?..*
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Question redirection, 
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A thought broken by the sudden ask, 
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"Heyyy it's not aimlesss... Okay maybe a little... Im split three ways right noww... The other two are busier... Actually hosting something fun soonnn... You can spectate or participateee.." Puffsie defended themselves from looking lazy... That definitely worked.., sparking from creation, a letter of invitation, lightly holding and handing it to Hokma  . ** **
Harold
Hokmah carefully handled the letter with his hand, before branches sprouted from his other to read the letter for him. Numerous tiny yellow eyes peering from the bark within the branch gazing on the content of the letter. As his one eye closed in pondering, humming as he did. "Hmm, quite the event. Unfortunately, I am not one for power, nor to show my glamour to the other Gods. I am simply satisfied viewing such an occasion if possible." He nodded as his one eye opened. The branch returning to normal with its several eyes closing up, before offering it back to Puffie.

"I plan on creating a realm by the South. It is where I am currently focused on, while I am split two-ways coversing with you." He let out a chuckle. "And I do not mean to offend, Puffie. You can act however you want, as your desires guide you. I am sure it is simply part of Gaia's will, as her children, to be however we want to be." He gently reached up to place a pat on the head of the cloud God.
Carolyn
"South huhh... That's a nice spot... Don't mind me visiting when it's donee?.." The God Hokma was straight forward and honest, as well as really gifted by Gaia, Puffsie only felt comfort when in discussion with them and so they grew a hope for further friendship.
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Unsurprised, Puffsie reached back for the letter, a couple seconds later the letter turned into a puff of clouds, an occurrence which happens when an invitation is rejected. 
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"That's okayy... Though the grand prize is worth ittt.." Playfully attempting to entice the God before them as they gentle rubbed Puffsie's hair, heavily expecting it to fail but curious of the outcome. ** **
Harold
Hokmah hummed as he thought over the probability of having his little cloud friend entering his realm. "You're welcome to visit whenever you'd like." The forest god decided that it would be nice to have a visitor every once and a while. It certainly wouldn't hurt to have another perspective on matters. "Could even have a hand in some of my creations perhaps?" He lightly jested at him.

The green god still shook his head at Puffie's attempts. He had no reason to view such a spectacle as of yet. "I have no use for the grand prize as miniscule as I am at the moment. Perhaps when I have created my own mortal, I shall join the next event." He lightly shrugged, before slowly starting to raise his body up. The roots that previously connected him to the chair now returned back to its making. "It would be a wonderous occasion to be with my fellow siblings once I have taken my first step, so to speak." He chuckled, exiting the chair as he stood beside the cloud god.

"For now however, I will be off. The cycles are busy for many at this time it seems, so I will be meeting other gods after I have finished my realm." He turned his head to gaze his one inspecting little eye at Puffie. "Will you be off for the invitation, Puffie?"
Carolyn
Puffsie looked into the eye of Hokma, a calm nature.

"Mm... I wanna see the sky from all the way up theree... Even if there is no sky the void will look beautifulll..." Confessing their curious ambition to see the a voided sky from a higher perspective. Puffsie knew it was strange and unreasonable but... A desire none the less. 

Staring at the ceiling for a moment, visualising a silent dark abyss... Covering as far as one could see... Peace at a stand still... Snapping back to Hokma's question.

"Mm soon... Too early yet... Ill probably visit your realm after im done hereee... Never busy for friendsss..", a tired smile appeared on Puffsie's face as they waved their sleeve coved arms goodbye towards the now considered friend of Puffsie's. Let it last till the end of days!
Harold
"A high note ambition. I understand where you are coming from." Truthfully, Hokmah did. Even if he has no memory before his recent birth, the drive to witness something fascinating and 'otherworldly' has always been within the depths of his consciousness. The Green God only needed to seek one that is worthy of that position himself. 

He waved goodbye as he soon exited the hall. But not before calling out one last time for his own invitation. "You shall visit soon, I have found a realm that is quite perfect for my design. I am now coming up with an idea for my more intellgient creations, and I would dearly enjoy it if you could witness their first breath." He chuckled. "See you soon, Puffie."

And with that, he curled into himself and became one with the branches of Gaia. Morphing into the branches of the great tree as if he always had been a part of him. Settling off without neither trace or sound. Except for a little leaf that sprouted from the place he stood on.