He straightened, satisfied by her response. Just hearing about how her parents left her reminded him of himself
" We are kindred spirits. My parents..." he trailed off before he laughed bitterly "I have five." He said simply. "Two left me, one died on me, and two died to me." He said bitterly. Erani and Cairo. He held very little ill will towards Erani, if she were not so pitiful, clinging to Valhalla like a flea, he would have found it in his heart to forgive her. But not Cairo. He loathed Cairo, the man who had made his half brother leader, who had agreed that his sisters were more worthy of high ranks than him. The man who swore up and down that he never favored any of his children yet paid little attention to him. Cairo. He seethed just at the thought of his name.
Without realizing it his claws had sunk into the sand and now left grotesque marks in the uneven earth. Her question fell on ebony ears and he lifted his head, his bristling fur soothing slightly.
"I am Neo Goreki. The new mountain" he introduced, pride swelling in his chest as he affirmed to himself and to the world that he was no son of Cairo. He was no brother to Syrinx, Epipron or Chrisanthe. He was his own line. His own breed. He was Gorecki and he was fucking proud of it.