Cedar Sweep Say something awful

Ethos had been doing his thing mostly, sleeping on a tree branch in some trees in Cedar Sweep with usually his legs dangling over the branch like those kinds of tree-dwelling cats. His position may have looked uncomfortable, but he didn't care. Ethos rather preferred Blackfoot Forest, but he also loved Cedar Sweep. However, little did he know that the area where his "sleeping tree" was, was being used as something for maybe a witchcraft ritual.

Ethos stopped sleeping and slowly opened his icy blue eyes, which nearly looked silver. He looked down the branch, and noticed a rotten log being used as an altar, along with bones and a body of a songbird, and many other things. Despite Ethos being quite grim, he couldn't help but nearly feel a bit sickened or shocked at what was going on. What was going on?

"What are you doing?"