The morning sun glimmered between the trees of the great forest. Near the crashing water of a nearby waterfall was the sweetest of melodies that could be heard. Each maiden was fairer than any mortal at least they were to Cernunnos who had been watching and admiring them from afar. The one dressed in pink had such kind and warm features as if she would hold you in your sleep. The one in gold had a mischievous glint in her eyes as she would tempt you to fulfill your deepest desires. Upon the highest of the rocks in the river was the one dressed in blue, for she was the most captivating. She sparked curiosity and desire in the horned God. He was enamoured as he observed the droplets of water glisten on her dark skin.

Surely they must have been Goddesses of some foreign pantheon for they were far sweeter than any woodland folk he had met before. However despite their physical beauty, their song outshone it by far each little tune that escaped their mouths was euphoric and addictive. He emerged from the bushes where he had admired them and only the blue one took notice as the others continued with their song. She gestured for him to come to her as she led the melody.

It wasn't long until the two were almost touching barely an inch apart. The pink and gold ones moved from their respective rocks and softly held onto his arms. As the two did this, the one in blue caressed his jaw line her melody getter softer and quieter but this only made it more sensual. Unfortunately for him the melody soon came to a halt. "My ladies. I must ask of you to continue that delightful melody." Cernunnos practically begged.

"We are afraid we cannot my Lord. For our homeland has been savaged by war and we require your assistance. If not we are sad to say that our song will only grow melancholy." The blue one tearfully told of their past. Desperate to hear their sweet and honey coated songs again he would do almost anything. "Of course. What would you have me do?" Cernunnos asked her.

"I ask of you my Lord to help fight and end this war. For we are too weak to fight ourselves. As a blessing we shall grant you this gift." The one in blue had expressed. Agreeing almost too eagerly, she simply smiled placing the gentlest of kisses upon his lips. From her magic and his, she had summoned a weapon to aid him. A glaive to slice through all and to shift as he did to the seasons.

He rushed to exit and join the battle as the pink one confronted her sister. "Are you sure this is alright Peisinoe? It may be unwise to trick Gods." Molpe raised her concerns as the gold one, Agalope tried to hush her. "Worry not dear sister, for with this jewel we shall have all we desire. After all we already trapped that gullible Goddess already." Peisinoe raised a seemingly simple pearl and for a quick moment the symbol of a rabbit appeared.

"We shall free our mistress no matter who must be slayed."