Firestone Hot Springs Sight seeing my life

Hee, thanks! He's just trying to spread the good word. ;)

Artax licked some of the accumulating water from his lips. The Great Bears worked in mysterious ways, and if they had sent him this white wolf as a pupil, he would not have been surprised. "Many ways," Artax replied, "but they do not often make it easy to serve them." Artax had never been told exactly how to help his gods. He had always just known. Granted, both of his parents had been religious, along with the majority of the pack, so it was no surprise that he had come into it naturally.

He could have been self-serving and told this male that to serve Akta and Sos, he needed to give him shelter. But that was not their will, and so Artax did not suggest as much. Besides, he had not strayed too far from where the silver Osprey had taken him, and he could always return there if he needed to.