God's Garden Altar

He had begged his father to take him to see the statues that had cropped up around the lands. But when he got to this one, it was the one that most called to him. It was of a motherly-looking statue with two pups, and bones sitting around them. Or was it the same stone? He wasn't sure. He wasn't sure how to feel about the statue...considering his own mother had abandoned them. But he couldn't help but feel a bit of envy, as well as longing for those stone pups. They had what he craved. But he didn't despise them for it. At least their mother loved them. Or so it appeared that way. He had considered his offering before leaving Pirate lands, and finally, he had decided what to give. He pulled free a lock of his mother's fur and had his father cut a lock off his crimson mohawk. A strange offering, sure. But one that held meaning for the young boy. He placed the lock of green and black fur down along with the lock of crimson fur from his own body. "I wish things had been different." He stated quietly. Clearly, his mother hadn't loved them enough to stay with them as this mother statue had stayed with her pups.