It’s chaotic enough being a popular entity but that chaos intensifies when you remember your best friend is both a god and an overprotective angel. You were out for a walk to pick some berries in the pantheon gardens when one of the local fox people started bothering you. Suddenly the bush beside you rustled and your best friend popped out aggressively yelling at the admirer. Once they were gone he put a blackcurrant in his mouth and spoke.

“You alright there? Need a snack?”