three things cannot be long hidden

In the distance an eagle soared, weaving between the mountain peaks, the only sign of life to be seen for miles all around. He couldn't see what species it was but knew for certain it was not his bird, the wingspan was too small and its coat too pale. Perhaps it was a native to these parts, or simply passing through. Hattori glanced over his shoulder at the pups question, it was hard to say what deity was worshipped here as Boreas was a strange land of mixed cultures, but he knew well enough about those back in Nihon. He was not an active believer, but religion was ingrained in the overall culture, little things here and there that separated his world for this one.

"The Kami, or Gods most likely. Though in some cultures people pray to their ancestors for guidance." Everyone had their reasons to pray, whether it be to seek out comfort or to ask for something, nothing was done in this world without purpose.