Pleistarchus hums as she walked through the fields of golden wheat, fields that belong to his husband, The King of New Sparta, of course, Pleistarchus was the king as well, but he always believed that he was more of a wife-like protogen then the ideal hoplite soldier like his husband "Nice day out.... I wonder if I should make a sacrifice today?" Pleistarchus said as he rubbed his paw under his visor, his LED eyes blinking as he looked around the field, the temple to Helion, the sun god, wasn't to far from his husband's estate, he could make a quick trip there and burn a few incense, but then again, his son Othryades and his husband were expecting him as soon as he was done tending to the fields. Pleistarchus shrugs before continuing his walk "A quick visit to the temple wouldn't hurt"