Blacktail Deer Plateau haunted by delusion

Ruona listened with curiosity as she spoke of her own religions. It was… puzzling, and she was not certain as to how her own gods felt about the idea of the worship of many. Plants and pests. “That would be lovely… thank you.” She offered when the woman mentioned helping her by finding berry plants. She had seen much over her time as the priestess, including the death of her entire pack… and she alone was left to continue.
 
One might argue that was proof that her gods were not real, but she in truth did not know what to think of it. She had contemplated for quite some time, until the Dreadfather had found her. Until the two loners making such disgusting statements towards her… it had renewed quite a bit in her as it would turn out.
 
“What are the beliefs of Atka and Sos? Their testaments?” She was curious of the other religions that lingered, and how they might compare to her own… if there was some truth. Perhaps different gods oversaw different people… it was a theological discussion they could have here, and for that she was equally thankful.