Another trait that Aslan had inherited from his mother's side of the family, the golden and blue eyes of his grandfather Dutiron. Whilst the dark chocolate coat certainly told of him being Frith's son, much of his appearance had clearly been taken from his mother. Arivae however of course hadn't gotten the chance to see Novella as much as the Author probably would have liked. Busy with Aslan and his siblings, not to mention Threar, shared babysitting and play-dates between the two litters hadn't actually happened.
Her name wouldn't seem familiar until 'Destrushun' he would frown softly at the familiarity and then hazard a guess that perhaps she had simply mispronounced something. "Do you mean Destruction?" He would enquire, was this another relative perhaps like his aunts and uncles, and his grandparents that resided within Threar with him? Caught up in that possibility, once more one of her questions would be cast aside for a moment, though this one wasn't recalled quite so swiftly.
