Andromeda was nearing a year of age now and the young Olympus was certainly growing up rather nicely despite life not having gone quite so smoothly in that crucial first year. It could have been a lot worse though, she ought to feel thankful to have survived and stronger for it though truth be told the gilded girl was feeling quite out of place. As a child lack of skills certainly hadn't bothered her, she of course aspired to grow up strong like her mother though right now something within her was certainly dying for a way to really prove to herself that she was worthy of bearing the Olympus name.
Her sister had gone through similar self doubts far earlier in life, it was astonishing how much she had come out of her shell since though Andromeda had not had the disadvantage that Gaia had, surely she too should have achieved something more in her life so far? She didn't know what she was looking for, what she hoped to do though the girl was starting to acknowledge the fact that she was no longer a child, so close to adulthood and yet she didn't quite feel ready for that. She certainly tried not to let these emotions show, continue being the cheerier Andromeda they were used to, but she still craved something, some sort of change and chance to grow.
