Philotes proudly examined her creation, turning it first one way, then the other. It was beautiful, she decided. Not as wonderful as what her mother made, but nothing could compare with that. It was prettier than some of the things she'd seen her sisters create, though, and that was important. Lottie was littler than a lot of them, and to be as good as them was something she really wanted. Because she was bigger than some of the others, and if she was good, then they'd want to be like her, just like she wanted to be like her sisters, and then everybody would try harder to be better and they'd all get better and better and wouldn't that be wonderful?

Lottie chuckled to herself, very pleased with her plan. Then she saw that one side was uneven, and she set to work correcting that. A few more decorations were added for good measure and she thought that made it even better than it had been before. And it had been really, really good before. But it wouldn't be any fun if she was the only one to see it. ( She needed to share it! )

Bast was having the best time! It had all started in January of that year, at an event called the Be-In in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park. While she hadn't had any direct influence in causing that rally, she'd certainly been in attendance. And her approval had possibly spurred what happened afterward, with the counterculture growing and spreading in the area. More and more people kept showing up in The Haight, seeking the ideas that had been put forward.

( Really, Bast thought, it was about freedom )

Every so often, Thor felt the urge to wander. A trait he shared, though perhaps in a smaller amount; with Odin. It wasn't terribly often that it happened, as he mostly chose to stay close to home. But when it did, he usually found himself traveling throughout Midgard. He didn't have much of a preference beyond the overall climate - cold. Snowy, rainy; it didn't matter. ( If you could see your breath in front of you, that was about right. )

Thanatos had a very thin grasp on the passage of time, but the goddess that was currently traipsing through the Underworld had been coming around for a while now. He knew that. The exact number of years didn't matter. Than just knew he recognized her. He could tell when she was around now, in the same way many gods seemed able to sense one another. And, from the few, vague words Hades had offered about her, Than knew she was a friend to his king. ( That was all Thanatos needed to know. )