Blackfeather Woods what we do in the shadows [pup activity]

lore didn't interest her, at least, not at the moment.

for now, it all seemed like silly little fairy tales to her. and prayers? why did she have to honour something that she couldn't even see? she'd need some tangible proof of these dude's existence before she started talking to the air. but maybe, she just didn't get it. looking around the group, scylla watched as the others readily absorbed the information pouring out of their leader's mouth with slight envy. how come they understood, but she didn't?

"voices? i don't hear nothin'." scylla chirped, pouting. craning her ears forward, she attempted to pick up what it seemed like everyone else was hearing. what did god's even sound like? maybe the complete silence she was hearing was their way of speaking... in some weird, otherworldly way. "can't they speak a lil louder?" she looked up to maegi, a slightly sceptical but questioning look apparent in her features. it's not that she doubted all that the woman said, she simply failed to understand. as maegi spoke in some other language that seemed to closely resemble the sounds hela made as she sleep-talked, scylla looked up in wonder, jaw slightly gaping. it was true, she didn't quite yet get it -- but she wanted to. she wanted to know everything.