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She was sorry that he would never know their father too. It was unfortunate, that he had arrived just a little while too late - but Cairo's spirit lingered here, she was sure that he would feel it as she did if he decided to stay. "I can introduce you to Epiphron, she and her family are always around." It was more than time for her to catch up with her littermate as well. Too much time had passed since she had been able to greet the woman, and with was with striking realization that she felt how much she missed having her near. As for Valerius's own littermates - she wasn't sure where they would be, or even what they looked like. . "If our family is anything, it's resilient - a storm won't be anough to stop them." She would say with a small smile, even though she did not know his siblings, she knew that they were strong like him - and like their father.


"I'm sure they're out there Valerius." The russet faced woman would try and console him, doing her best to convey her sincerity as they were more than empty words. There was a sureness to her tone, and she hoped it would pass on to her brother and lend him even a smidgen of confidence. They were Adravendi, she was sure that they had survived. "Perhaps they will make their way here too - you're here, after all." They might follow the same trails, the same leads that had brought him to Valhalla. Cairo was their common interest, as were Chrysanthe, Epiphron and the family that they all shared. They were blood - and eventually they would meet even if not all at once. "How do you like Valhalla?" She would inquire, wondering whether his time here had been good or bad. He had found that his father was dead - which he admitted was the reason he had come to Alacritia... but he had found a bit of family as well. With so much loss and gain, she could imagine that he was feeling quite a few things at once - hopefully he understood that he could tell her about any of it, whenever he so desired. She was always willing to listen.