Long time gone.

It didn't take long for their appearance to be noticed, not that anyone was actively looking for them. After the first year pretty much anyone who knew the horsemen and the Angelus had stopped expecting them to be back any time soon. But, perhaps twenty or so minutes after they had settled down in the grass, lightning flash across the sky. No thunder followed and there wasn't a single cloud in the blue dome above them. Very odd weather for those not familiar with it.

Yet, moments later, a woman appeared standing on the grassy area near the group of women. No flash, no noise, one minute the space was empty and the next there she was. Dressed in deep green and royal purple robes trimmed in gold, Circe hadn't aged a bit in ten years, and it seemed the years had been kind to her. She looked relaxed and more happy while still carrying a regal bearing. For a moment, the goddess looked as if she were going to run over to Kaileena, but she thought better and remained where she was, quietly watching the group. Melina had, over the course of time, opened up to Circe, telling her about Kaileena. It was odd, but that's how she learned the most about her adopted daughter. Or at she least she would adopt her, if Kaileena wanted that.

"So, you've finally found your way home," she eventually said to the women assembled. "Thank you for looking after them," she told the Angelus. Circe wanted to say more, provide them with food and drink, warm beds and hot baths, but she wasn't sure how they would react to all of this, so she decided to wait instead.

Circe smiled a little and nodded at what Aldrif said. "Ten years of trying to get mortals back on their feet while teaching newly appointed gods just what to do, raising a child, bringing another child into our family, and being a wife, all while ruling Olympus. It... one learns patience rather quickly." She was just happy to see they were all in one piece and back again. The Sky-Mother gestured and a low slung table filled with food and drink, along with pillows and blankets appeared, turning the area into a small, impromptu picnic.

It was almost as if on cue that the rest, or at least some of the other Olympians, showed up, with Zarda bringing up the rear. "I know, I know. I'm not bugging them with questions, darling. They'll talk to me in their own time or they won't. I'm fine with that," she told her wife, giving her a gentle and loving kiss hello before taking a seat in the grass.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled loud enough to shake the earth as something, or rather someone, landed heavily nearby. As the dust settled, Amora repaired the small crater that had formed during her impact. She hadn't meant to do that, but with all the fighting she had done in the various realms in order to maintain her rule of Asgard, making an entrance just became a habit sometimes.

That wasn't the only thing different about her; the enchantress had gained quite a bit of muscle, easily rivaling Sif or Brunnhilde, though she still had a womanly figure. Now she was just statuesque or, as Circe has once put it, of an Amazonian quality. The silver face mask attached to her helm was also new. Removing it revealed she was still beautiful as ever, though there were two small, faint scars on her face; one edging her right eyebrow and the other sitting on the curve of her lower lip. Her blonde hair was pulled back from her face and partially braided, keeping it out of her eyes. Upon seeing Aldrif, Amora strode over and knelt before her, head down. "All-Mother, it is good to see you once more. I have kept Asgard safe while we waited for your return."

Amora raised an eyebrow as all the former horsemen looked at her as if expecting to kill her. She couldn't help but smirk, particularly at Sif who was as big around as a twig and probably just as easy to snap. The looks Kaileena was giving her was also interesting. Oh yes, Amora still remembered how that girl and another version of her had been lovers at one time or another. Clearly her appearance both pleased and shocked Kaileena.

"I... thank you for giving me the opportunity. You could have chosen someone else. I was worried that I would fail you when you left. I don't think our enemies will think twice about challenging us anymore now that you're back," she told Aldrif, noting her new physique. Her eyes then landed on Sif, who was making an effort to both keep her clothes on and not stare at Amora too much. An odd thing then happened; Amora went over to the frail woman and picked her up, carrying her the short distance to the food laden table. "Just in case you think Thor's power has changed me utterly, I thought dragons were suppose to be big and strong creatures, not tiny, frail lizards like you," she smirked as she quietly whispered into Sif's ear before setting her down, making sure the woman was comfortable.

"It has been an interesting decade. Kaileena and Shanna, you still have your places available on Olympus, and we will gladly accommodate the rest of you if you all need a period of relaxation. We've managed to survive without your presences for the time being, so do not feel the need to rush back into things." As for Dani, Circe just simply looked at the unconscious woman, pity clear on her face. "We'll keep her safe, as well."

Just then, a young woman with lavender hair, looking to be about eighteen years old, appeared, accompanied by a rather large saber-tooth tiger. As she walked towards the group, small flowers would spring up from the ground by her feet. Before they were even halfway there, the tiger suddenly bolted forward and tackled Shanna, rubbing and licking her face. "Hey! Hey, Zabu, stop that! Mom, he's not listening to me!" Lyta yelled, suddenly worried that her cat had turned into a man-eater or gone crazy.

Feeling the pulse of magic go throughout the world, Amora actually relaxed and smiled. Her cape and armor disappeared and Mjolnir changed into a small pendant which hung around her neck. She now looked practically normal, or rather like the old enchantress that she was, as she lounged on the grass beside everyone. "There may be a few who will need to see you in person to believe you're back, but I will enjoy seeing you pound their faces into the dirt," she smirked, pouring herself a drink.

Circe caught the orb of Hephastus, a bit surprised and curious as to why she would have needed the powers in the first place. Death didn't often need things forged. It was definitely something she would have to inquire about later. "Thank you. I hope you found it useful for whatever reason you used it." She watched them start to eat, already making mental preparations for their stay in Olympus.... if that's what they wanted, though Aldrif would likely want to return to Asgard as soon as possible. "She will recover, don't worry. Something like this is normal after using massive amounts of power used. I'll make sure that she is looked after while she sleeps."

Seeing Zabu tackle his old friend, Lyta just stopped running and looked somewhat disappointed. Zabu had been with her since she was ten, so seeing him just leave her in the dust... Lyta quietly sat beside her mother and nibbled on a piece of bread. She didn't even care that her oldest sister, who she only met for the grand total of a few minutes, was back. Mel knew her more anyways, so it was more like their reunion. She'd meet her whenever they got the right chance.

Sif turning into a giant gold and white wolf was a surprise to everyone. Circe raised an eyebrow, looking at Kaileena to see if she would explain herself or her actions. She also wondered if this was some sort of new power they had gained while being Horsemen. Hunger was often suggested to be like a ravenous wolf, and it was clear the woman had been starving for these past ten years.

Amora bolted upright upon seeing the transformation, her hand going for her pendant. She had known about Sif's dragon form, not having forgotten about it. In fact, she had worried about fighting the beast if it ever came to it. Thor was prophecised to die fighting the Midgard Serpent, so dragon wasn't that different a beast. "We are truly all full of surprises, aren't we? You've been keeping secrets, Sif," she commented, before giving Shanna a look. "I am not Xena, jungle woman, unless I can call you Tarzan." Seeing that the wolf was no immediate threat, the enchantress settled back down, a familiar and old expression of displeasure at being one-upped evident on her face.

Lyta just watched, stunned and astounded by all this and made a note to remember that it'd be a bad thing to piss off both Kaileena and Sif. But holy shit, that was a big wolf. A very small part of her just wanted to run over to it and hug the crap out of it, burying her face in its fur. But that would probably be rude since she really didn't know the woman at all, so she just sat and watched the beast devour its meal.

"So, we have a giant wolf, a woman in a coma, and powers being returned to me. Is there anything else we should be made aware of? Marriages, pregnancies, enemies made, friends gained? Random, off-the-wall comments or secrets that desperately need to be shared? Honestly, I doubt I'll be shocked by anything now," Circe said.

Amora's eyes narrowed as she looked at the talking wolf. "Keep a civil tongue, Sif, and be careful speaking about things you know little of." As she spoke, Amora also looked over at Kaileena, but where the expression she gave Sif's was a hard warning to keep her mouth shut, the look she gave Kaileena was more of a request to silent about what she knew. In the past ten years of her ruling Asgard, Amora hadn't changed into her Jotun form. Not once. She had been busy keeping up appearances and keeping things in order, so it wasn't so much a keeping things secret as it was having an untold truth.

"You would be a topless woman running around in a loincloth. That is not so weird considering what I have seen." Amora could have pointed out the massive amount of nudity that happened in the Asgardian throne room when the new Greek gods were made, but she decided to remain silent and proper instead.

"A wife? Do you have someone in mind, or will you just start searching?" Circe was truly curious about this idea. If Aldrif had someone in mind, it was likely before she had become the avatar for War, which just intrigued the goddess, that War could love. As for the marriage idea, it was nothing foreign to her. Not that it was likely for Aldrif to ask her to oversee the proceedings, but Circe had married Bobbi and Natasha, Steve and Zinda, James and Midori, and Logan and Sara. But then again, ceremonies for Greek gods were pretty much straight forward and simple, unless they asked or something special.

Viper took that opportunity to appear. Not that she wanted to become Aldrif's wife or anything like that, but it was better she be seen by the assembled than to be accused of eavesdropping when in the future she ever let slip any of the knowledge she had learned from this reunion. The woman in green hadn't changed much in the decade; she was still proud and sharp, watching them closely, though she didn't seem as vindictive as before. She had had quite a long time to think things over. For now, she would just watch and listen rather than give an opinion.

"It seems that other than your waistline, you haven't changed much, Sif. Did that dragon in you not see much action?" Amora asked. Now that Aldrif was back, it seemed that the enchantress was eager to get back into her old role of annoying the hell out of Sif. Her being a literal bitch seemed to make things that much more easier. "And I will do more than just hit you with a lightning bolt, wolf. Perhaps Fenris would be happy to know there is a wolf his size in Asgard," she smirked. It was an empty threat since Fenris was trapped on his little island, bound and chained, but the idea of dropping Sif there as she was, it just seemed natural.

"Well, technically if you were raised by apes, you wouldn't be about to talk, so we wouldn't be having this conversation." She wasn't trying to be snippy, just telling the truth of the matter. "And I've seen a lot of animals that claim to be men wearing clothing. More so now ever since I've taken up Mjolnir. They seem to want to put me in my 'feminine' place." Of course little did they know that Amora still preferred her girlish tendencies, like bubblebaths, manicures, and massages. Mjolnir only tended to make an appearance when absolutely necessary.

Circe nodded, understanding Aldrif's reluctance to talk about marriage. She had been in a similar situation before, though her mother didn't stand for it and refused to take no as an answer. So, she had been married off. Naturally it didn't last long. Zarda though? She loved that woman almost the day they met. "I hope you are happy with whomever you pick to be your wife, and that I receive an invitation to the wedding. I've never seen an Asgardian one before."

Viper looked down at Dani, a bit curious at what happened to her. "One would think God would take better care of her human host." No, after all these years she still didn't believe that the Angelus was God. Or that there was one period. From all she had witnessed and learned in the past decade, Viper still denied God's existence.