Redhawk Caldera Her early leaf's a flower

Ponyboy glanced back over his shoulder. Sure, his Dad had mentioned having siblings- a bunch of them- but Ponyboy had an awful hard time remembering all of their names. Fortunately, one was supplied for him and he nodded slowly. "Ohhhhh, that one," he said. Ceridwen looked lightly skeptical but he nodded. "Yeah, she's his sister from his Towma," He explained, as though that would help everything make sense. 

As far as Ponyboy could tell, their family tree had some tangled roots. 

As for joining them, he made a light grimace. "Nah, they'll just talk about boring stuff," He said, with a sniff. "That's all they ever do," He complained. "What're you doing?" He asked, renewed interest. After all, Ceridwen was one of the older kids- and the older kids were cool.