The Spirit Sage!

Mystro listened to the wolf who was called Alarik. It was an interesting name. He looked to him and then gave him a small smile. He seemed generally interested in his beliefs Mystro looked to the stars before speaking once more in his usual wise and spiritual tone.

"Yes, please allow me to tell more. You see, for generations for generations, this belief has been going on in my family. It all started with a single wolf. The Great Sky Spirits chose him to carry their voice, chose him to aid the spirits who were distressed and needed help, to protect those who needed protection. He was born with a great destiny. To be the first ever Spirit Sage. They taught him everything he needed to know, and when he grew older and found a mate, they told him that his children would be born to follow the path of the Spirit Sage. He would need to teach them everything he knew, but not all children were meant for that path and some would stray. So it went on for generations. His children had children and the children of their children had children until eventually, I was born. My mother taught me what I needed to know in order to be a successful Spirit Sage, now my religion, the nest Spirit Sage relies on me finding a mate before it is too late. My mother joined the Great Sky Spirits earlier than expected, when I had turned one of age. It was upsetting but I knew she was always with me, even now."

He gave a smile up at the stars before looking at the wolf. He was happy, but at the same time there was slight worry in his expression. He worried that he would disappoint everyone, worried that the Spirit Sage would die with him