Blackfeather Woods Some things never sleep

Quiet had heard some interesting things in these "talks" she had. This confession was no different, and as such she only nodded in understanding. Quiet had no idea that this brother of his was the mottled wolf she had met in the Plains a while back, but it would make no difference to her. Internally however, she felt a pit of disgust that she tried her hardest to hide. Incest was taboo amongst many, and it did not surprise her that these wolves, these wolves who worshipped death gods and killed for ritual sacrifice would have such inclinations. But this wolf's reaction was intriguing. Did they not actually condone incest or was there something more? Quiet inclined her head, goading him to go on and explain himself to her.