The Heartwood As we sit alone

The little Ying yang girl was full of love and just simply happy to see someone else, it was only that much better that she looked so familiar by looking like her mom. The woman lowering herself to do something almost made Isadora want to play. She herself lowered just a bit, careful to not touch the grimy ground, and offered a softer version of a play bow without... well, dirtying her chest. Hmmm uh-uh. A brief think until eventually, she shook her head 'no'. Mama didn't seem to have a last name. Not to anyone's knowledge; and not knowing who her father was, Isadora was well... just like Vespera, Isadora and nothing else. She was a Duchess back home in the Reneian Empire, that's about it! As if that meant anything to anyone outside of the vale now that it was gone. 

Hmm dunno, her and Joe and many of the others just kinda left once the Empress died. Thinking back to that time, it was strange. The place was so full of life one day, and then the next, everyone was gone. I guess I'm a heavy sleeper and overslept through it all. Nervously she chuckled at the thought, it was sad, but she tried not to think about it too much. She was fine for now, so the young lady didn't worry too much and keeping her focus on finding the siblings kept her from getting too sad about being left behind.