Horizon Ridge You need it so believe it

A nod had been made in response to his comment, for truly was it nice. Well, for the most part, anyways. There was still a matter in need of being taken care of, something she believed could cause for further discord within her home, but such was meant for another time. For the moment, she'd fallen silent, having nothing more to say about the tribe she led. Though she enjoyed it there, and believed that they really did exist as a family, her previous ordeals had left her to wonder if things were just as pleasant as they once had seemed.

When his turn to share had arrived, she'd paid close attention. At one point, they'd shared a similar setting, for he'd lived with his pack as a family. Yet, as the story unfolded, she'd felt a frown pulling at the corners of her lips. Due to a cleansing—a ritual that she'd witnessed a Miko complete once during her days as a child—his home had been broken. She could not understand why others had abandoned him, nor what issues they must've had with a cleansing. While she could see no reasoning for why Hiram would have needed to experience such a ritual, she believed that those he'd deemed as his family should have stayed with him throughout the entire situation. Ridding a soul of malicious spirits was not an easy task, she'd learned, and so often was strength found in the number of supporters. "I am sorry that they had been unable to support you during your time of need," she'd eventually said, believing that they shared in their definitions of a cleansing. "They should have stayed with you, for you... their abandonment was a terrible act." Asterr had refrained from asking of who the Lord was, but was curious nevertheless.