Lead To My Fate [AW]

ooc:  looking to get some intellect point with a religious ritual, feel free to observe, chat him up or if you have a religious character of your own Ashiel would be curious to learn.

Neither woman seemed to be familiar with the Fallen god but Ashiel supposed that was to be expected. He'd yet to meet anyone in Boreas or Auster familiar with the god of his family apart from Griff. The dark-pelted woman introduced herself as Enya and explained she'd simply wanted to say hello, having been living on her own. That was a curious life. Ashiel could not imaging living alone. Apart from his occasional wanderings, he'd been surrounded by his family his entire life. "Alone? Is this by choice or are you in the process of seeking a home?" The pale pelted woman introduced herself as Zinnia and both asked about the Fallen god. Ashiel was quite pleased by this. He rarely had a chance to talk about his beliefs outside his family and most mortals weren't the least bit interested in listening. "My name is Ashiel Abraxas and this is my companion Griff." The black-winged kite dipped his head in greeting. "Yes, I believe the Fallen god and his followers left these stones as a way for us to communicate with them. I'm afraid I don't know exactly what all these symbols mean. Griff says there probably isn't anyone alive who does but this one…" he padded over to the stone on his left and lightly placed a paw on one of the figures. "This one kind if makes me think of a deer. Perhaps if you wish for luck in hunting you might face this stone?" Ashiel shrugged lightly. It was a guess anyway. He padded back over to the serpent he'd killed. "I came here to ask the Fallen god for wisdom. You see I am seeking to lead my own pack in the near future and I wish to have the wisdom to rule it." Griff took off from the stone he'd been perching on to land next to Ashiel. "Yes, to send a message to the gods you must leave it in the middle of this circle, a thing symbolic of what you would ask for with a prayer. To seal the prayer to the thing you are leaving, if it was once living, you must leave it in the entrails." "Talk" "Griff" Think