Who: Morpheus and Athena What: ...an outing. Where: New York - Morpheus' home and a small stables outside the city When: Backdated to Halloween.
Iris' information had proven to be most helpful, and it was without difficulty that Athena found her way to Morpheus' home. She recognized as she approached it from the representation in his dream, and felt a passing sense of deja vue. Curious, to have been someplace she had never been before. But then, it had been a very curious sort of week.
Part of her was wryly informing her that taking the god of dreams out to do an activity which required, at the least, concentration was a very bad idea. But it was hard for her to stomach the idea of a god of her time who had not ridden. And it was a glorious day for riding.
Absently, Athena wondered if the horse would experience the same sensation she had upon Morpheus' touch. Did it require skin to skin contact, or would his presence itself upset the beast? Did animals dream?
As Athena reached out to knock - loudly - she found that she anticipated the opportunity to find out.