Give me Gods of tobacco and thunder, of black smoke and leather. Gods that smell like rain but taste like whiskey. Gods of dark skies, cold nights and warm firelight. Gods of charred bones and wet soil and the sound of antlers colliding. Gods of hooves and thorns. Gods of pine forests and wild dogs. Sharp claws, all teeth, no apologies. Gods of anything that frightens you and everything that comforts you.
Give them blood and flesh and they will give you a smile and a favour. If they want to.