round here the sky's a little closer a little closer to the ground
Unfortunately it seemed that he wouldn't learn any more about his great grandparents or even the many great uncles and aunts, he would hide any disappointment very well, instead focused on the fact that even without names the mere knowledge of these wolves extended the family tree a great deal. Somewhere out there lived more family, it was unlikely of course that he'd meet them though the sheer idea of so many Destructions living within the world was still an astounding and exciting thought to the boy.
Aslan had learnt that his own father's family was small, only himself and his mother though it seemed his grandfather hadn't had much more family around him. Satu and Cirala were new names to him, the former of course had played a rather important part in his life even without him knowing, she had prompted Novella into starting a relationship with Frith and which had of course led to the creation of himself and his siblings. Even without that knowledge though, the fondness in his mother's voice as she spoke led to him hoping to one day meet the pair.
"Do you think you'll ever go back to Ahlon?" Aslan enquired, with so many Destruction wolves making their way back there or leaving Alacritia in general he couldn't help but wonder if the thought had crossed his mother's mind as well.
it's hard for someone to get lost here harder still to get found
