Blacktail Deer Plateau netjer

she wished to build an alter! to a presumed god. she called it osiris.

there is something about the name that lures him; a siren song to a weary sailor. a flame to a moth. a small swoop in his stomach, like the flutter of a butterflies' wings.

perhaps it is the unknown of this god that excites him; despite how he has not acknowledged ash paw's beargods beyond allowing their alters to be built near his own.

we welcome many deities here. we are of many faiths. if two could be considered many.

tell me of this ...osiris. the dreadfather invites, purling the name, testing it on his tongue; delighted.