Completely unabashed, Masque looked up at him with her ear still pressed to the flowers. Her smile flickered only when he mentioned Taika would have truly forsaken her caring for her mate. Flirtatious and curious as Taika was, Masque could not imagine her mother giving up on something that was so tying as a ‘mate’. There was something about that bond and that word that tugged at the girl’s heart. She understood, on some level, that her mother had birthed children from different fathers, but Masque could not understand what that had to do with the emotional feelings that went with it.

Masque set this confusion aside, figuring she would ask the water, or her mother, about it later. Surely one of the two would have a clear answer for her. Most likely the water. Her chosen ignorance of Eldritch’s animosity shattered when he exploded from the ground. She was so surprised by the force of the movement her body rolled backwards, though he had not touched her. For just a second she looked up at him, scared of his size and his fangs, her body ducking down, ears flattened instinctively to protect her neck.

Los is Mom’s Imprint. She explained, slowly lifting herself from her protective crouch. She says it is something the binds them by fate, not by choice. I don’t think they actually like each other though… She gets really angry with him sometimes and then curls up alone. It was clear Masque did not truly understand the dynamic between her mother and Los. Some things just could not be explained to the young and the innocent. She just knew there were times Taika would be in the den and sigh with sadness and a special nuzzle for her. I know she is unhappy a lot… and Los cannot help and it upsets him, which upsets her…