Silvertip Mountain to look into the mirror is to see the future, in blood and rubies

new words, and new interest to keep them company; asperas perked at the revelation, mind opening to new possibilities. a sister to the caretaker, like her; another subject to the voices of the voiceless and the unseen. but asperas did not entertain the thought of further similarity; none could be as the unchild was, surely, and this meant something in itself. perhaps the power of the bear did not encroach on their own... but what that meant, they could not fathom. even a strange child such as asperas, eldritch and other from first breath, was subject to the limitations of youth. her imagination stretched far for one her age, but not far enough. asperas watched merrick's gestures carefully, eyes alight like never before.
where, they said at last, gaze questioning for all that their tone lacked. where sister.

i hope you don't mind me experimenting and making your daughter strange as hell :')