Blackbeak Bluff Shadows of the night appear...

Lunaria tilted her head to listen to him at first; not so much in confusion, but in curiosity. A pack that relys on the mythologies of others...strange. Usually when the female thought of a pack other than hers, she'd invision a completely different world, so to speak. Where wolves either did not believe in Lunaria balancing the sky's stars, or Flósanerva providing them with the plants they need for medicine — rather, they had their own unique tales to tell about the world's creation. Thus being the reason of Luna's agnostic mindset & her curiosity for knowledge about other cultures.

In response to his sarcastic little quip in regards to the "bloodline" myth, a smile appeared upon her face "What a strange tale. By the time all of a mother's children passed she'd think they were all the same pup!" She said while holding a paw to her mouth and softly chuckling to herself.

When he'd finish talking, the moon goddess took note of what appeared to be a somber glance in her direction. Perhaps there was something to this story that he was hesitant to tell, though she was curious about him nonetheless. Luna wanted to know more about Taikon, at least as much as he's willing to share at his own discretion "Huh....I've never thought of it that way before." She finally spoke. "A collection of myths, huh? That's rather bizarre, yet interesting....mind telling me more?"