You're like a Menstrual Cyclist

Nemesis instnatly nooded.No matter how bad she was, her mother was deeply religious and had taught her all that there was to know about mythology, specifially Greek. Nemesis knew that the Goddess Blackfeather was founded on was the Night Mother, Mephala. But of the God, she did not know. He had to be something sinister, something fit for this pack. Or maybe, more of diety than a god, like Thanathos.
As Meldresi dismissed her need for any help, Nemesis backed away from that topic. She wasn't one to instist on anything. Instead, she wanted to know about the God. Religiouness of the sort had rubbed of on Nemesis, much to her avail. But to this, she was curious. 
"I have heard of the Night Mother, Mephala. She is the diety of sex, lies, secrets and murder. But of the God, I do not know"
Nemesis was eagar to learn more about the pack. Meldresi was right, except she was more than interested. She would do anything to earn her place. Any info she could obtain from the Dark Empress would be deeply valued.