Porcupine Ridge haruspex

"Does it scare you?"

A moment of chewing, watching. Thinking about the burden that it could be of knowing the spirits spoke to you, and knowing that what they were saying may not have been pleasant. To need to pry flesh and bone open to tear apart the messages sent from the other side.

Still they feasted on the blood.

She swallowed what was given.

"Needing to follow their messages? Would you know if they were angry spirits? The mountains must have taken many lives."