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Thistle wondered why the other was staring at her so strangely. It was if she was trying to bore a hole into her hide for saying something distasteful, when frankly she hadn't said much of anything yet. It made her a bit nervous.

Suffice to say Thistle did not truly honor any gods, but she respected those who did and her own mother had honored some at times she still would send blessings off every season.

Thistle smiled at that blessing her mother had made similar ones in the past. "My mother has done different ones and she still does, I do not know all their names. The one that sticks with me the most is one she told me about. She had lived in this pack and there was a ritual one day where they had to gather all this food or offerings and if they didn't the big bear would get them. She frowned she used to have nightmares about that one after her mother had told them about it. "That was just one of the many, I am afraid to say that I do not practice as my mother does, but I have a healthy respect for any and all who do. She offered a small smile in return.