Moonspear looking for an avenue to simply appear

Since he was born? That seemed like a really long time ago already to him; all the adults were so old seeming, all wise and regal or however they were supposed to be. Prim and proper; something he should have been aspiring to be like so many other stoic, stone-faced points a mountain had.

His older siblings didn't come across that way to him yet at least, they were generally still down for whatever shenanigans Altair and his siblings could come up with. His mother and father tolerated them too, at least to some extent. His aunts and uncles to varying degrees too... which now would include Keres.

Still, he was satisfied with her answer, even if he found he had more questions. They would wait—she wanted to know about his siblings.

"I have a lot of those," he told her, "and I have cousins too. And other aunts. Uncles too," he went on thoughtfully. "Why'd you leave home and Mama had to let you back?"