There is a hint of something in her features, a sort of amusement that is beyond the typical fancies of the average child. I am hardly surprised by it, knowing well that my mother would have raised these children much in the same way as my own littermates and I. Like I, Eve has no father and so, she is exclusively a product of our mother. It is why I can look into her eyes and see Ava staring back despite the unfamiliar colour and the hint of somebody else in them. It is why I barely even blink when she responds with such sharp words, my lip merely twitching up in amusement as I drift my gaze back to her. She raises a valid point and yet, I shan't indulge it all that much.

"I chose to allow my name to be the one they remembered," I shrug, mirroring the slight tilt of her head with my own as I lift a brow, "my name is synonymous with Glorall. Think of one and you think of the other. That alone has washed away all other names before my own." Who sought Tesseract or those before him? Who remembered him when they spoke of Glorall? Nobody. Nonetheless, I shrug and allow her that small thought though I wait only a moment before I pose my own question to her: "Would you prefer to be remembered for naming a mountain or for what you did to such a place?" My head slowly tilts to its opposite axis. I must admit that she has... given me a thought. Why must I keep the name Glorall? It holds no meaning to me other than a series of syllables. Perhaps I ought to conjur a name for this place and instill it upon Moladion. No other has dared to. Perhaps I ought to seize that power while it still remains untouched. I do not doubt she can see the thought in my eyes, a flicker of hunger and curiosity.

I return my gaze to the peaks beyond. My toes flex in the sand as I yawn, stretching my jaws and legs as I do so before I settle down to her level. "Why stop at the mountains?" I suddenly question, my eyes drifting so slightly towards the north and south, to where Iromar and even Taviora lay. "Why not change the name Moladion itself?" I will be curious to hear this. Perhaps my mother's goal will be met some day.