Your wolf gods...you must teach me to obey their ways, unless it means disfacing His Holiness. His Holiness had a name, and one learned it the day he had a fire lit in the sky. He paused, ready to change the subject. I wish to carry on my line of Sirs, if M'lady doesn't discourage, when we are ready and settled in out herd. My only fretting is that we will have a filly, then what would happen? My line would be broken. You can't name a filly Sir, can you? He seemed very terrafied at this happening. All his evil teachings would be only for a son's ear, never a daughters! I could easily dispose of it, really, and have another... He sensed she didn't like the idea, but there was little alternative, unless she could think one up. He had an idea, quick as that. We must have a filly and a colt! He knew that sounded strange, for his whole paragraph before he had said the total opposite. You must train the filly the work of the Light, and I will teach the colt the work of the Darque. All three Gods together in two!
Kryptonite nodded, It is quite simple, really, the ways of the wolf gods. Mares simply speak of Tor, the moon god, and stallions speak of Fenris, the sun god, she said, wondering if this might be odd. He got his power from the moon, and she got her power from the sun.
She pricked her lightly flecked ears as he mentioned carrying on his line. I don't discourage the continuing of the line, but I would be ever so slightly with disposing of a filly. I like the idea of training them to their prospective times, she said, thinking into it. It would be good. She would teach their filly, if there was one, of the many powers of the sun and the light sky, as well as the tales of Fenris. Knight would take the bit of teaching their colt of the powers of the moon and dark, starry sky.