They had yet to meet more of their very extended family in Moladian but she had heard her parents talking on occasion about a Coza who seemed to be her father's father and someone named Zeltzin that seemed to be maybe a sibling? Maybe her dad's sister or something. There were other names mixed in but none that she could really remember. They were all so hard to pronounce! It was like they drew names out of a hat or something. At least Petra and Itzel were easy to say! She thought her own name got a little complicated sometimes but she liked it that way. It made her feel unique. Besides, Itzel had already found her way around it by just calling her la-la most of the time, which she didn't mind and she figured she would get a nickname one way or another at some point anyway. Maybe Cita or lally or something. She was very observant, even at a young age, and she had noticed the awkwardness between her parents sometimes. She could see the love and affection that went between them but sometimes it was like her father was holding back from showing it. Sometimes she would see him look at mom a certain way that gave her that ew gushy feeling and then mom would look at him and he would quickly look away or pretend he was doing something else. It was really weird. Why do adults act like that? She certainly didn't mind telling her sisters what she thought or felt at any given time.

She could tell Petra was excited and it made her giggle again. Her sister's butt was wiggling! It was funny. She wasn't ready for her to roll the rock yet though cause Itzel had come up to see what they were doing and Citlalli wanted to include her in everything if she could. When Itzel even seemed to focus on the rock though, she knew it was time and so she gave Petra the nod and held her breath as Petra moved the rock. It was now or never! As soon as the rock began to move, she saw movement and he gasped and pounced, landing right on top of the rock as she watched the lizard scurrying away toward a bush.

"No, don't let it get away!"

She cried as she dashed from the rock, watching Itzel point her nose in the direction the lizard had gone. Her sister yelled at them to get it and she gave her an encouraging smile as she brushed by, rubbing her scent on her sister in a loving way before she dashed to the bush, growling and pawing at the leaves while she looked for it. At first, she didn't see anything and she was growing frustrated but then Itzel ran up and circled the bush, growling at something and when she peeked around the branches to see, she gasped in surprise to see the lizard turning back from Itzel and coming right back at them! Panting in her excitement, Citlalli pounced again, this time landing with her front paws right on top of the squirming beast.

"Got you now!"

She yelled in triumph as her paws cupped over the wriggling reptile. She could feel its vigorous movement and it was almost surreal. She looked around at her sister, her eyes wide and bright, still panting in her eagerness as she wrinkled her nose down at her paws, too afraid to move them now that she knew it was under them.

"Ew, it's all slimy and squirmy feeling. What do I do with it?"

She asked to anyone in particular.