The beginning after the end

Veigar gave his pelt a good shake as he faced Áskell and physically shook sleepiness away from him, starting with his head and moving down to his limbs, giving each a little wiggle as he stretched out and stood taller. Who were his parents? He wrinkled his nose a little; he wasn't old enough to have those things explained to him and he'd never really thought about it. "Deathbelle and Recluse, maybe?" He answered, a hint of a question in his voice despite trying to hide it. All he knew in Habari were those two. Recluse never called herself his parent but she'd taken care of him and so had Deathbelle, so he didn't know a better answer. "Umm..." His next question seemed even harder. He tried to think, deciding he didn't know. Saying that would sound stupid though. "We can go chase bugs in the field. Or maybe rats if we find some!" He suggested after some thought.