@fromxgrace : gets a starter.
❝ so... I understand you have a healthy disrespect for the gods, ❞ zhenya started as they walked through the underbrush. the shifter's bear ears twitched as a bee skirted by, the green of her eyes surveying the forest with a searching look. but it was quiet, for now. ❝ don't worry, I have zero inclination to convert or corner you. I simply wanted to say I find that admirable. I myself worship a god I know intimately; a lesser deity of the forest who feels more like an uncle or, at times, a parent to me than some all-knowing, all-powerful figure in the sky. ❞
the jewels and gold baubles wound through her hair clink gently as they come upon a river to rest their feet. ❝ but who hasn't questioned their faith once or twice? or more than? ❞ she reaches for her pack, stomach rumbling. ❝ anyway, if you feel any derision or judgment towards me, just know I'm not offended. but not all clerics are lambs with their necks so readily set upon the chopping block, either. ❞
zhenya smiled and retrieved a small pot of honey to pair with the bread in her other hand. ❝ would you like some? ❞













