Luneshale Pass --the overture--

it was neither priest nor priestess, but Goddess they found—
her heart stirred wildly in her chest at the sight of Them! never had she seen something so darling, so divine as this! I truly will love Them, forever! and Toula, undecorated now, plucks a cardinal feather she had brought with her from the earth between her paws. the Queen makes way toward one priest and one of the Gods. her eyes flash to Akhtar with love and with gratitude. she was glad it was a priest to first receive Them!
she drops the feather ceremoniously before Bastet, the word itself a prayer to Them—and knew at once that in the pass, an altar must also be built. 

couldn’t help myself!