She had so many questions that ran through her mind that she was desperate to figure out, mainly because her mother was mute, it caused so many difficulties. She didn’t get the chance to ask her anything really. When she and Chandler were young, they had chosen their own names, and Mom seemed okay with it, thought, Oliza could tell that it screwed with her mothers heartstrings. She wondered quietly most of the time what things would be like if mom could talk, like honestly. Would she have told her what had happened with her father? Would Oliza even like her father? The thoughts that ran around like chickens with their heads cut off in her mind, and it screwed with her sometimes.

She shook herself out of her funk as she stood there with the dark femme. She seemed of high ranking, with the air of an alpha around her, and even though Oliza hadn’t ever dealt with a pack before, she knew to respect those of higher ranking. The femme before her spoke of fish, and Oliza dropped her gaze to the pool before her. “I come to look at my reflection, to see if I know who I am” her words don’t waver as she speaks for a moment, stopping when the lady spoke again. Empress Aithne. Iromar. She had heard a bit about that, but there hadn’t been any mention of finding a home by her mother though, but maybe this Iromr would be a good place…Who knows. She asked who Oliza was, then who her parents were.

“It’s a pleasure too meet you Aithne, I am Oliza, my parents are Ross and Daisy, Daisy is of Rainbow and Gabriel.” She spoke softly, wondering why she didn’t have any grandparents to speak of on her fathers side, but for now, she’d let it go.