Moonspear surging unto skies of fire

Although a shocked expression briefly crossed Alya's face, she could find nothing unpleasant about the notion of being related to Cypress. Rather, she focused in on Cypress's relation to Charon, and how it made him so much cooler. "Cy's related to you?" she asked breathlessly, somehow more attracted to him than before. She shot an excited glance in the male's direciton, but didn't linger long enough to catch his feelings on the matter. She was too busy having her mind blown by the sudden possibility of even more relatives. Her blood were her favorite people in the world, and her relationship with her mirror sisters superseded such petty things as romance and attraction; her love for them ran deeper than her bones, and if either of them were male, she would undoubtedly want one of them to eventually father her pups.

Alya had no notion of squick in this matter. She'd encountered no precedent for it in her short little life.