"She's left us, she left us a long time ago." Aviya walked slowly, approaching from behind her brother carefully. Her voice was low, poisonous. Aviya was furious at the damned Moon Goddess, letting her family be thrown from their home. Snorting, Aviya stopped on Mesec's right side, eyeing his wings carefully as she did so. She remembered the day in the fields, when she had ripped some of his feathers out, and wondered if he had truly shown the amount of pain it had caused him. Aviya stood close to her brother, touching her shoulder to his, and spoke again. "And, most importantly, she left you."

Aviya loved her brother, she really did, but she had a problem accepting his wings. If he did not have the wings, then he would be perfect. Turning her head to face the black bay, Aviya turned her body to stand facing the opposite way as him, yet still parallel. She wondered if Mesec loved his mother, or only knew her for birthing him until she dropped him in the dirt at daddy d'Artagnan's hooves. As she thought, Aviya's tail flicked behind her, showing her annoyed demeanor. "She is not going to talk to you, brother."

Aviya's thoughts drifted towards Kou as the words left her mouth. She had not seen her own mother in quite some time. She had been absent at the meeting, and Aviya could only recall seeing her last at Nao's birth. On that thought, where was her young sister? Surely she had been with her mother...but last time Kou had "gone missing" the female returned to Aviya's side, pregnant. Swallowing hard, Aviya hoped that Kou and d'Artagnan were not procreating with Nao around...surely, no. d'Artagnan had more honor than that, and held his daughters in high esteem--he would never do something like that in the midst of their eyes. Blinking, Aviya shook the image from her brain and curled her neck around the look at her brother once more.

"Before we were born, the unicorns ruled the World's Edge. Our family was blessed by her, for they were her favored herd. She lied to our leaders, she lied to everyone, and let a dragon-morphing, ugly creature to take the Edge." Aviya's voice was low and dangerous, and she cast her eyes away from her brother. She remembered Momma Kou's words, the sound in her voice when she was relaying the information to her newborn daughter. Aviya hated the Moon Goddess, simply, for making her family hurt. And then, Daddy d'Art sired Mesec, and Aviya had simply harbored ill-feelings for the omnipotent mare ever since. Lifting her gaze again, Aviya's tail flicked rapidly. How could Mesec love such a creature as her? She was worth nothing--she ruled with so much power, and only twisted mortal's lives for her own benefit.

Aviya, obviously, saw no fault in herself doing this--but God's were different, right?

Stepping closer to Mesec, Aviya locked eyes with the colt. Her icy gaze was venomous, daring Mesec to challenge her words. Aviya was furious at her brother for the feelings inside of him. "She does not love you, Mesec, for if she loved you she would have let you learn by her side. No, instead, you are down on Helovia--with mortals. She sees you as no better than us. I do not doubt that she would lie to you, too, Mes." Aviya moved close to her brother, tipping her muzzle towards his ear to whisper her last, cruel statement. "And worse of all, she gave you wings."

The young assassin had no control over her words at this point. Her body was on the verge of shaking with anger, her muscles holding tight to prevent it. Before now, she had never really realized how much she loathed the far-away Goddess. Aviya, down under all of her rage, was secretly grateful that she had not been the Goddess' offspring. It was so close, too. Mesec and Aviya were close in age--could d'Artagnan and the Moon possibly produced Aviya, with wings, and Kou and d'Artagnan Mesec, without wings? Well, anything was possible.