The girl lifts her chin proudly in a gesture of dominance, though the hefty boy doesn't respond to it either way, before she gave her name. Fiamette Sovari. Hephaestus dedicated it to memory - it would be hard to forget her, actually, with the bright red of her pelt. She then flicked her tail teasingly beneath his nose, but whatever her goal was there, it only resulted in one thing: Hephaestus sneezed.
Twice.
"Sorry," he muttered, shaking watery eyes. Wasn't really his fault that her fur had tickled him, but it seemed the right thing to say. He cocked his head to the side, considering what she'd said just prior to him sneezing. She was a princess? That explained a lot. After some thought, he settled on what to him were the more important questions to ask. "What's Covari? Are your family gods too? Mine is. Are?" He stopped to puzzle over the troublesome grammar of his sentence, but it didn't occur to him that his question might be strange. Having grown up being taught that his family were gods and having 'siblings' in another pack, it had never really occurred to him that his other siblings weren't gods too, and if Olympus princes and princesses were gods, and Ebony princes and princesses were gods, then couldn't maybe Covari princes and princesses be gods too?
