Redhawk Caldera I will be waiting for you on the other side of the frozen pines

The pale boy seemed to ease, and a familiar warmth took hold of his face. Different than what one would show if speaking of a mere acquaintance, she reasoned, and Muse was curious - and he was quick to reason why. His simple words, coupled with the obvious warmth he held for her, made Muse's opinion of Hydra skyrocket, and the Ostrega found an easy smile cross her lips.

"I met her by the ocean. She's the one who helped me remember who I am, and all that dramatic jazz." She grinned through her words even as she searched for them. Muse. Ostrega. Andalusia. There it was. "Andalusia Ostrega," she gave with a grin and a thump of her tail, "That's my name. But if it's easier to remember, just call me Muse. Turns out she's my family, too."