Evening Vespers

Ashiel seemed amused by his question, as simple as it was. Maybe it was too simple, and he was laughing at the phoenix's stupidity. However, he was quick to elaborate on his response. "I pray for guidance. I am an Oracle and sometimes my dreams have meaning, they are visions of possible futures. However, it is not always easy for me to tell what is dream and what is vision. I also pray for guidance to help our family, especially with the dry season. Tell me Mephistopheles, what did you come here to think about? Is there anything I might be able to help with?" when attention fell upon him, Mephistopheles hesitated. He worried that his concerns and fears were too trivial, too silly to voice. What if Ashiel dismissed him?

However, the older male was an oracle. Perhaps his insight would be just what he needed to continue forward. "I-" why was he hesitating? "I'm worried I'm not good enough to be part of the empire." he admitted in a soft voice, brilliant gaze downcast and fixed upon his pale toes. "I want to be a great warrior, and bring honour to our name, but I had to leave with my p-" he cleared his throat. "uh, father. We travelled all over the continents looking for my mother after she disappeared with my brother. My father is still out there looking for her, and I feel lost. Malleus has been avoiding me, probably because I disappeared while he was supposed to be mentoring me in how to fight, and he's disappointed, or too busy to bother with me." he trailed off into silence, wondering how much of that information was reasonably safe to have dumped onto the oracle. Probably not much of it.

Too late now, there's no going back. He picked up his gaze from his paws, and tipped his head up to fix his attention on Ashiel's face."Do you know what I can do to make it right? I want to make it up to everyone."