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

The boy tilted his head, listening intently.
No, he certainly couldn't hear anything. But he felt them, or at least the uncomfortable feeling Maegi had made.
Then, what she said made him interested.

Praying to the Daedra.
They could hear you in any tongue -- must be very smart -- so did that mean they could talk to the blackbirds? Could he talk to the Deadra in his own language to honour the dead crows and ravens? Or did it even matter?
He stared at the pale teacher with wonder and awe. Was she the language of the gods? It was a prayer to Peryite he knew that; she repeated the name.

He stepped forward, giving Scylla a dirty look for talking about them being louder. If she couldn't hear or feel them then they must not like her. 
"I wanna learn." He chirped softly. Perhaps the birds knew the language.