Naturally, Ares would have enjoyed some good ol’ sibling bonding, but of course, only as tempers flared did he truly rise to the occasion. As Apollo had said. It was a sure fire attraction to him. Considering that he had happened to show while his mother had been starting a war of her own in her room which would mostly look like an actual battlefield. But if he had showed up prior to, whose to say he might have heard something particularly interesting.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Like, at long last... <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Being let loose upon the mortals... To start a war to rival all wars!</span></span></div><br/><br/>While he loved and ached for the chance to remind the world of his might and the gods, but war was not to answer to their problems. Unfortunately. But the thought never escape him. He IS the<span style="font-weight: bold">God of War</span>.<br/><br/>The gong was rang and Ares stretched his neck as he was pulled from his… Restless thoughts.<br/><br/>He could only dream of starting a war. But what would be done to settle their matter. He was curious to find out himself.