It is always good to know more information about her members and Halcyon did have extended family. Aithne knew that Rhae and Iblis had multiple children, she simply hadn't known their whereabouts or their names. Halcyon had been a fluke for she had merely stumbled upon him while out scouting and she had watched him for a while. Times had changed so much, she thinks, from the day she had dragged him back to Iromar, rabid and furious. Now he looked up at her and she could swear that she saw a sort of love in his eyes, if not complete loyalty. Love was an odd concept to her - she loved Praetor and yet she still shied from the mere mention of the word in public use. It was something to be kept private, something to be kept close to the heart, but she had begun to understand it more. There were more ways to love than just that of mates. She assured herself that she would love these children she would bear even if she felt uneasy about it.

Zeltzin, he says, and Aithne hums in her throat as a note of understanding. So the sister of Amoxtli had been mated with a brother of Halcyon. Where the boy was now was up in air, much as many of the families of Molodian, scattered and broken. "I have heard of her," Aithne answers, watching as he realizes something, an avid expression on his face. A friendly smile is given to him at his statement, happy to have him here. He had turned into one of the marshes staunchest of supporters and would grow into an amazing wolf, she thinks. "I have plenty of time," she answers, settling down now with a grunt as her large figure finds comfort. Soon, soon she would be able to shed it.

Halcyon tells her of a wolf, Blackfoot, who had trained Halcyon in the art of healing which she had required him to learn. She had not heard of this wolf, likely a fairly new addition, and she frowns to herself. Iromar seemed a place that did not cultivate those of healing tendencies while other kingdoms grew them like weeds. Yet her gaze turns more cunning when he speaks of the males curiosity of the moorland, an idea forming. "It would be nice to have a healer in Iromar for once," she admits, mulling over the idea and the possibilities that he also presented with Eden's son coming here. "No one knows much of Eden or Glorall since he has taken it over. That he is sending his son is an interesting development. He likely wishes to gather intel about us, just as I expect you to gather intel about them from his son."

Nine - Empress of Iromar - fated for Praetor

aithne