Moonspear sing a new song

Alya stared at her mother, wondering why each new expansion to this mysterious act seemed to both enlighten and obfuscate in turn. "Bred," said Alya a skeptical expression on her young face. And then, with a childish quirk of her head, "Born?"

Unable to obscure her identity any longer, Alya came fully into herself and fired a few questions at her mother, Alya-style. "You're being confusing on purpose!" she acused, "How does... 'bred'... how did that create us? What is bred? And I know we were born, but what does that even mean? How does born work?"

Alya stared up at her mother's face, trying to be patient and respectful, but finding herself strangely flustered and incredibly confused.