Larksong Grotto Praise the Sun

A breeze ran through her pelt as she walked through the grotto.  It was afternoon and she found herself enjoying the warm touch of Raas's light from up above.  She wondered what it would be like to be Raas.  To now how everything was going to work out, to know about your such loyal followers here at your command.  The smallest smirk lit up her features as she thought about how even those who did not follow the religion, for those who did not accept that they were only pawns of the mighty Raas were too.  They were just too naive and foolish to accept it.

As she reached the lake she paused in her steps as she eyed it's gorgeous silvery depths.  Soon it would be winter which could possibly mean that the lake would freeze over.  Perhaps it would not, but the chances were still there.  So as she stood there she imagined a delicate layer of ice over the lake, the sun glinting off of it.  What a lovely sight that would make.