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She has groomed her tail to perfection by the time he speaks up again, and she releases it and allows it to fall limp against the earths soil, a single ear (her right) flicking in his direction. He says there is one set of gods, but it is a big set, and they both belong to it- but if they have both descended from gods, and were gods themselves, wouldn't that make them related? Wouldn't that make their mothers sisters? Her right brow would furrow at the thought, jaws slackening as another question seeped from her ebony lips. "If what you say is true, and we are both decedents of a god, does that make us related?" She questions, magma hued eyes looking him from head to toe again as she thought of the possibility that this boy was one of her brothers. But, if he was, why wasn't he red too? Hestia had been born all black... so maybe not every god was red like her mother and herself?

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