Lost Creek Hollow On the backseat were scratches from

He suspended judgement while he learned about the bear gods, curious still why it was bears that had become the chosen representation but willing to overlook that for the moment. The duality of their nature was something he could understand- a god for dark and for light.

”Makes sense, yeah,” said. After all, nobody was perfect; recognizing one’s strengths and weaknesses was important. [b]”How did you learn about them?”[/b][/b]