I am pleased to have this moment alone with my father once more. I am still saddened that mother is not around anymore, for reasons that will always remain silent. I still have my father with me though, and every moment with my family must be cherished, because it has become more than obvious that I will have little to no interact with my mother or Maradona again. Even Octavia left and only came back recently- and I am unsure if she will be as glad to see me as I am her.

His words do come to my ears, and I am indeed curious as to why he would seek me out today. Perhaps it was simply to enjoy each other's company. I know he must be a bit lonely without mother around anymore, and I do begin to wonder if he will be seeking out other...females to take her place. I do feel a bit unsettled with the idea. Mother and Father had such a solid relationship, and I am not sure how well I can bear to see him with someone else, and yet, I do wish his happiness. It is a strange conflict within myself.

I nod as he motions towards the rise, my dark black paws following him as I walk by his side. I breath in the gentle spring air, feeling the ocean breeze with pleasure. I sit next to my father, not stretching like he does. I look out onto the beaches, my blue and lavender eyes remembering Aithne fondly. She tends to...consume my thoughts, to appear almost like night and day itself in a cycle in my mind. I and taken out of my self-made trance as he asks what I wished to discuss. My ears fell slightly as my eyes took a quick look at my paws as I gather my thoughts. It was an...odd thing to bring up, and none of it made much sense, but I needed clarity. I raise my head, looking at him with a curious questioning.

"Father, I met Ruvindra in Iromar. It was just...odd. She said how mother was born of her, heir to Iromar, and yet, she said that you were an heir as well that could not cope with her failures," I state, my face puzzled as the words she said did cloud my mind. I allow a slight pause, hearing the gulls on the shore caw before I continue. "What did she mean by that? Are you and mother...both born from her? Or did I mis-interpret that?" I ask. I did not wish to offend father with such an insinuation. I know things must not have been too terribly good between Father and Grandmother, seeing as I never really got to meet her. I do not know if she speaks the truth, but yet she did not directly say anything. It was all very confusing, but I just want to know the truth of the matter that has been weighing on my lately. I don't think it would make much difference really.