Noxus

Andraste ran a tired hand over the form of the pup. Careful hands making sure the pup was healthy and okay. The pup sleeping the entire time and uncaring about the hands that placed themselves upon him. The female found it almost admirable, being able to be in such a deep sleep while he was being manhandled. The asym pelted female going to the alter and placing them into a fresh toskal skull, the bone a beautiful bleached white. Casting the stones, she spoke as she spoke of its meaning, the pup still not stirring. "His path is unknown. Branching in many places... I would be careful of laziness with this one." she suggested