Wild Berry Meadow here, with me

Selena was no stranger to skepticism when it came to her beliefs, but she didn't mind it and never took it personally. Her own sister rejected the teachings of her mother, but she couldn't imagine holding it against their. As Omnium spoke, there was a familiarity to it which brought her back to past debates with Ortega, and it strangely enough comforted her. "Well, I guess it's not so much of a religion but a personal belief." She looked up at her audience with an uncharacteristic confidence about her, the power of her Spirits supported her whenever she spoke of them. "I believe in Spirits, energy you cannot see but that guide you through life. They exist around us, and lead us to our destinies. I don't believe in chance when it comes to existing, but instead the pull of the Spirits into who we are supposed to be."

Searching her newfound friend for any change of expression, the witch continued to divulge a bit more detail into her practice. "The Spirits could be those who have passed on. Souls that we connect with who never fully leave us. And even sometimes, when they are born again... when you meet someone you feel like you have known your entire life, it is possible it is them. Souls are drawn to each other through different lives." The small girl was nearly breathless from her word vomit, and so took a moment to just breathe. "But I don't expect others to take on my beliefs. I would never push it onto someone or try to convert anyone. Their journey is their own, I would never interfere." Selena cocked her head to the side, large ears gifted from her coyote mother wobbling like a cartoon character's. "I don't talk about it unless I am asked" The witch smiled playfully with a wag of her tail.