The intricacies of family

She enjoyed her mother talking about her and her father's relationship, what seemed like a great and happy one and maybe most of the time. Fia had pushed the questioning emotions for Alastor's brief time outside of the family den, but it was still there. With everything going back to their normal life she it wouldn't be there pegging her, everything would be okay.

Hopefully her mother could see and feel that warmth she had as she spoke, maybe a way she wanted to see for herself one day. Still too young to fully comprehend this part of life but she was growing into it. Maybe she'd learn enough soon.

That content smile drifted just a little bit as her brain kind of turned through the things she had been taught about their family culture, and she somewhat moved on from one thing to another but still somehow all connected, "I guess I want to know too, with the strength and power of our ancestors born into us, am I any different than Avacyn and Saracyn since I was the only one in my litter?" Things she may have been told before, but it was more that she could grasp at this time and exploring what came in age and her growing mind.

"Fiametta"