Digging for family treasure!

Pandora's tears continued to fall even as Sibelle spoke, for she had no intention of stopping them. Every tear that left her was a piece of her weakness that she had to shed, a part of her ignorant shell that was being peeled away. Softly, she sniffed and continued to look up at Sibelle while remaining in her mother's embrace. She was not ready to give up her mama yet. "But, Aunt Sibelle, you are on peaceful terms with Glaciem now. Would it be the same now if Isardis was still in charge?"
She blinked out the rest of her tears, eyelashes maintaining droplets that had yet to fall. A shuddered sigh left her frame and she began to deal with small hiccups. Her head bumped against the bottom of Maija's jaw, causing the golden goddess to give a low rumble. "Sorry, Mama..." she softly said, ears remaining flattened against her skull. "So...is Athena your half-sister? Does that mean she is okay? Or would she turn on you if Isardis asked her?" The question was bold, but Pandora wanted to make sure her aunt had made the right choice with the pack whose bloody history had become legend.





"Speech"