Deepwood Weald 'cause you'll never find the answers

Moira snorted at that. Of course, they were family as much as she resented the name. The name of Melonii, it only ever served as a reminder. "Yes...one big, happy family." She was about to roll her eyes at that. Happy, she would have been laughing if another had said so, laughing in their face. At such a false remark, in her mind. But, he said something that caught her off guard. 

"Mai'q?" She knew the name...but the face it belonged to was lost on her memory. "Do not compare me to another. Not ever" she let a low growl escape from within.