Blackfeather Woods hours and armies couldn't keep me out

the bone in her maw drops abruptly to the ground as she wheels towards the inner territories, her plans for the afternoon shifting suddenly. she's set on finding @Maegi, if she can - she wants to learn more about what she'd told them at the clearing, the gods her mother knows little of and doesn't seem to care about. 

the idea of omnipresent, terrible gods lingers just out of reach, not quite understood and not quite believed, yet. but she wants, as Scylla does, to understand. it would be better to know these gods, to have them on her side, rather than against her. she finds a scent trail and calls softly for the leader, one of the two wolves she truly loves and respects.