<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194985.msg9485133#msg9485133">Quote from: A Mighty Lion on January 21, 2014, 12:45:22 am</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The Orisha stood at 6 feet 5 inches tall, his eyes had white and his forehead was tattooed in a beautiful pattern. "You called for me. You should know who I am." Ogun replied. Zeya called for Ogun and he knew where to find her, Eshu had told him where. "Now get up. There is work to be done. You've been fooling around for too long." the orisha said. He did not leave the tent so Zeya could dress in privacy, he waited where he stood to make sure she took no beauty sleep. She was a woman, fine. Ogun was not there to flirt or do more, he was there because a woman begged for him to teach her to be as strong as a man. If she wanted privacy, that was too bad. A warrior was not a woman so, to Ogun, Zeya was not a woman during training and training started now.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Zeya's eyes widened as she finally realized who was in front of her. "Ogun..." His name left her lips as a whisper of awe and reverence. He had answered her call but instead of sending someone else to come he had come himself. She always knew he was her favorite for a reason. Quickly she got to her feet and undressed. She had no embarrassment in her body or shyness. It was obvious that the Orisha had come to train her to be a warrior and a warrior had no gender. She was only nude for a short time before she had her leathers on and she stood in front of him. "I am ready." She bowed to him in respect.