Sea Lion Shores samsara

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The loner had little else to say as his words were absorbed carefully. Again, balance was at play and this made this easy for her to grasp and understand to the best of her fledgling knowledge. "Their greatest strengths must be balanced. One cannot overcome the other," was a piece that resonated deeply with her.

She nodded once more and pried no further into the roots of these beliefs. His answer satisfied her well enough and did not lead her believe there was much more to say; they were not from here, but a coastal pack partook in worship as well. When it was he that turned a question onto her, she was silent for a beat. Hm my worship is.. hard to phrase, not that many are privy to it.. And "worship" may have been too intense a word for it, although it was the basis on which she had existed for quite a time. Ame did not remember a time without it.

She paused there, unsure of how to continue, but recalled all he had shared with her already; he was likely not going to cite her for thinking too oddly. It is my honored mother's beliefs, dashed with her heritage's mythology and based in nature itself, the energies of them, yourself, and the balance necessary in all things.. she replied quietly. I fear when necessary, appease and revere.