As her mother spoke, Tae closed her eyes - half because of the pleasure in the feeling of water running down her back, and half to imagine the story as it unfolded.

A dragon. Oh how Tae longed to see one - and not just the ones which were bonded to the equines and half-equines. They were small and puny, nothing like Mnementh the Fierce. The mandible-marked girl's lips made a small O as Ampere said that the Sun would have been jealous. She knew that their God was a beautiful and vain being, and so it didn't surprise her at all. But to hear her Mother say it! How brave she was!

Tae's head bobbed as the mention of family entered the tale. Like her Father (and her Mother), Tae's focus early on was for her family. Of course for her, that love and rapt desire to protect was fairly focused on her twin and had not yet extended to the rest of the herd, but it was there. And so of course, she preferred the version of the story wherein the heroes of old were present during the battle.

His eyes make the oasis..

Tae gasped and flailed around to face her Mother. "Can he see us now?" She whispered half with fright, half with excitement.

So, what will you be known for my love? What will make everyone remember your name. What will they call you in place of Tae, hmm little ghost?

Tae frowned. Her scheming hadn't really got that far yet. All she knew was that she would earn her place next to her mother and father, and all of the legends of the Dragon's Throat. But she wouldn't be like Mnementh - she would never try to challenge their lord. But that's ... that was really all she knew so far. To hide the extended pause before her answer, Tae dipped her skull below the water and blew bubbles out of her nose, trying desperately to come up with an answer worthy of her Mother's time.

But none came.

What would she be known for? All she had done so far was ... was to gather bones and such for the project that she and Grusha had been working on. But she had been mean, maybe even cruel. Both her Mother and Father were honourable, in their own ways. They had ideals and principles. Values and morals. Tae had ... well she had Grusha of course, but nothing else in the world really seemed to call to her.

How was she supposed to be somebody, when she didn't even know who she was?

Tae turned back to face Ampere, but her pale eyes didn't raise to meet the electric blue's of her mother. Inside, she pressed her tiny face to Ampere's chest and sighed sadly, defeated. "I don't know" She whispered, squishing her eyes shut to prevent any tears from forming.