Looking at his uncle for a moment, as he said someone needed to tell him where to go Razor couldn't help but to laugh. The small chuckle sounded very light hearted - but also it made him sound like a little girl. His black tail settled around his haunches as he let out a breath and pulled himself back. Leo was the first wolf to tell him, that there were other things to do other then healing and fighting. That seemed like the only two options in his family, but he had a feeling there was something more. The boy's crystal eyes reflected his uncles as he looked up at him.
"Then... do you want to know about the gods?" he asked quietly. "My mom's blood family has had a life long religion and I've decided to follow it - because it's free. It believes in all other religions simply, if you choose to follow one of these gods they'll be happy about it either way." His mother would stay up late telling him stories. As long as the path you chose was one you believed to be true, then you'd end up where you wanted to go.
