As the female spoke of her conversations with the ancestral spirits, his tail wagged as he had now found a new friend to possibly come together and give praise unto the spiritual beings. From the words that proceeded from her muzzle, the white male smiled warmly as she spoke of her family and herself offering songs unto the ancestral beings.
When the female had finished with her speech of her experience with the spirits, Pendzez now felt that he should mention his experience even further, but not only his, but of the pack in which he had kept the traditions alive from. "Well, that is good. To give songs of praise unto the ancestors for their daily blessings is surely a kind offering that they can accept lovingly.
But even though the male said this, he also paved way to his deeper spiritual knowledge and beliefs. He was wondering if the female was even ready to hear the story that not only were there spirits that they give songs of praise to, there were also that resided in the shadows. Spirits whose cores are as dark as the wings of a crow
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