Chimera Fields To her surprise she was the one,

I like the sound of that. A mortal turned God by his good graces. She smiles at the thought and turns icy colored eyes up to the roaring skies. She wondered, perhaps, if the very first Archer whom had been born of the Gods, now lived up there as one of them. She had heard the idea of 'demi-gods' before though never knew of any confirmations of one. At least, not in her beliefs. 

Maybe the wolves made up the names, just to call them by? She wonders aloud with the woman and her head falls, turning back to the grayscale maiden at her side. Perhaps, She thinks, The Gods do have names for eachother, but spoken with a language I imagine far beyond our comprehension. She shrugs. She figures, many of the things the Gods did and all their capabilities were something such mortals would never be able to fully understand. They were Gods after all.