You are a kind and gentle individual, so wouldn’t ever hurt a single living being.

You’ve been by the God of Thunder, Bahoz, for centuries now as you are a lesser-known and not powerful God(dess).

But due to you not being known, people were rather disrespectful at times, some going as far to hit you.

This happened again and now you heard clouds and thunder forming from the distance and out of nowhere you felt strong arms wrap around you, it was Bahoz. “Who dare touch what’s mine?!”