Boreal was outside playing with the three snow-velociraptors she'd adopted while her bonded took a deep breath and settled himself in front of the altar. He'd brought the largest, ripest Deepfrost orange he could find from the greenhouse and a sturdy clay mug of steaming hot cider from the family press, freshly heated at a nearby fire.
Once he was ready Tal lit a stick of incense scented with cinnamon and cloves and took a deep breath. He snuck one last peek at the items on the altar, then found his courage to speak.
"Frey? I was hopin' I could ask you something. An' thank you, too, for everything you've done for us. Everythin' you're still doing. I'm uh. I'm Tal, by the way. Talyson Seawright." He winced a little at his awkwardness, rubbing his hand nervously over the back of his neck.
Once he was ready Tal lit a stick of incense scented with cinnamon and cloves and took a deep breath. He snuck one last peek at the items on the altar, then found his courage to speak.
"Frey? I was hopin' I could ask you something. An' thank you, too, for everything you've done for us. Everythin' you're still doing. I'm uh. I'm Tal, by the way. Talyson Seawright." He winced a little at his awkwardness, rubbing his hand nervously over the back of his neck.
