not this shit again [[ tc closed //purple-skylark ]]
Alexander had never really been one for religion. He'd always thought it to be something of an unnecessary part of life... Why should he worship a deity (or several deities) who never even showed their faces? Supposedly, religions were based off blind belief, and Alexander never walked into anything blind.
Which is why he wasn't quite sure why he was standing in front of a shrine, giving some half-assed prayer to a god he didn't know anything about. Well, he was mostly here because he had been so damn down on his luck lately that he was willing to try anything, which included kneeling on the ground and making some sort of sad plea. After several minutes spent and no divine ray of sunshine coming down from the sky, the blonde gave up this endeavor, and rose from the ground. It looked like it was going to rain, anyways, so he should get home soon and...
Was that a cow.
What the fuck. Where the hell did that thing come from, anyways? After a quick inspection, the cow was indeed a real live cow, and not some sort of elaborate prank. Was... Was this a divine cow or something? Wait, no. That's impossible. Why the hell would any god send him a fucking cow. Unless he had been unknowingly praying to the god of farm animals.
"Go back to your damn farm." he commanded, but the animal just twisted his ears in his general direction, then proceeded to continue grazing. What was he supposed to do with this thing? Maybe he should try cowtipping. He'd always wanted to do that.