Blackfeather Woods The Fool and the Queen

The wolf listened.  His grew up in a different religion, and could easily make parallels with this gods.  He was not sure yet, if he would become a firm believer, he tended to stick with his beliefs, but it did not mean that he found this highly interesting. Plus Mephala sure had a long ass title, surely she was someone to worship and he did see the appeal. Meldresi was making it an interesting tale without sounding like a lunatic of sheep fanatic. " Are there then other packs that you know of that worship the other Draedic gods ? "  he asked.

The wolf gave her a strange smile.  " I find it quite dangerous to have unstable wolves perform assassinations.  We all are killers by birth, but killing your own kind , it requires a clear head, no madness should be involved, because no one wants a messy job. I kind it far more frightening to have someone who kills with a calm and clear head, than someone who drowns in the oblivion of blood. " he confessed. He licked his lips.  "Meldresi, your rituals...do they involve anything with the dead? Those that are not sent to Sithis ? Are you able to somehow communicate or summon them ? "