Blackfeather Woods Pained red

Even though this was coming from the mouth of a pup, Rouge listen to the story taking what she could from it. The youngster might be telling a fable, but she suspected that some if not all of it had to be true, involving the beliefs of the pack. Rouge had never taken into consideration the forces that had made the world as it was, but wasn't against the idea that there might be an actual reason for it all. 

This belief had been passed down through many generations it sounded like, with this pup being one of the youngest ones and still being trained towards the religion. 

Wanting to more about what the pack's belief in these gods actually mean she asked, "So The Night Mother, Mephala, and the others. What are they like? What do they do?"