Know Your History

Iolaire would shake her head at El’s question, and the young femme breathed in relief as she settled in. She wasn’t the only one to arrive after, her cousin and a bird that she could only assume was meant to be there arrived as well. Elowen looked over at him as he scooped her cousin, Dusk up, a smile on her lips. Yes, that confirmed that he was meant to be here for sure. Her attention shifted back to her great aunt, ears perked forward as she began to speak. Of course they knew the Carpathius name, it was their family name, but the tale of where their family began was something that caught her attention. She didn’t know where their family originally came from.

The tale would begin with a location in the mountains, a place that had harsh terrains, but perks in prey, shelter, and water. Give and take, as it were. Elowen tried to visualize such harsh terrain, but the safety and security of their current home in the castle was what invaded her mind. This was where they belonged now, wasn’t it? At Io’s statement that she was broken, Elowen blinked in surprise. Broken? No. She was just meant for a different path, surely? A Carpathius in spirit, even if she didn’t have the same stature. And she wasn’t all that big compared to some of her cousins either, even if she was on the large size. Maybe they would all begin to shift the longer they were here in Auster.

The story would continue, shifting to Iolaire’s grandparents. Elowen’s ears flicked back as she listened. Was the old Aegis really not that good? That answer soon came. They were not good wolves. She frowned, furrowing her brow. “...if Morro was so bad and disliked by the pack, did someone overthrow his chance of becoming Aegis, just as Jyrric had? Is that why our family ended up coming to Auster?”

"Speech," 'Thought.'