Broken Antler Fen fire & smoke

He frowns more deeply, this time because there is something vaguely familiar in Aldric's words. Is she... a dog? He questions, realizing only after he says it that he does remember her. Not by that name, or any name — but she'd been too unique to truly forget. The memory feels old, faded, but it is still intact. His ears flush as it comes back to him fully, but he doesn't say anything else for now. He really wants to know why this stranger is bringing up such a distant, personal memory — one that likely predates the boy's birth, even.