Lead To My Fate [AW]

ooc:  No problem at all! Ashiel would be happy to talk of his pack and their beliefs, well those that he knows of. His companion Griff his helping to teach him.

The black-winged kite settled atop one of the runestones that bore strange and unusual markings. There was a stillness to the air and the strangeness of the place seemed to seem into his bones and twine its way around his lungs. Yes, this certainly felt like some sort of holy place. "Griff… what is this place? Why are these stones marked so?"  He slowly approached the one his companion was perched on. What could possibly cut into stone like this? "No one is alive who remembers. I am told it was various gods in league with the fallen god that have left these stones for their followers. It is like a gateway, a connection between this mortal realm and that of the divine." Ashiel nodded slowly, seeking to understand. "Ok, what next?"  The answer came not from the bird but from a melodious howl not far off. He turned to see a dark-pelted woman standing there and his ears flicked forward curiously. She was a good size and to his mind she was built like a warrior. He barked out a call. "Hello! What brings you to the Runestones?" He cast a questioning glance at his kite, wondering if this sort of ritual needed to be done privately but the inclination of the bird's head confirmed that it was not. Despite himself Ashiel admitted that a little company would be nice in this eerie unsettling place. "Master, we have more company."  Ashiel glanced in the direction the bird was point and saw an older woman with a rich coat of pale earthen hues.  He dipped his head in greeting and offered a small smile to the strange women. "Are you both here to barter for favor from the fallen god as well?" "Talk" "Griff" Think