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The truth came out in slow voice, with nervous tones clinging to each new syllable that passed sable jaws. Tlantli only listened. She wanted to hear the story, before she offered commentary. It was interesting. This Eris had once been a Kimaris, though it was a lie spread by her deceased brother. Astaroth was the pride of the Kimaris line. Or he had been; it was Astaroth alone who had undergone successful ehecatl, for her beloved Metetztli was incapable of fathering his own brats and Deiriel kept her own child hidden in the shadows. As the coyote studied her dark pseudo-niece, she could see no hint that the woman was related to Astaroth. It seemed ignorance reared its ugly head within Eterne, to assume she held worth within it.
A dark laugh escaped the golden creature as Eris apologized for Mantus. Tlantli had been young. What she did remember of the man who helped in her creation was chiefly physical. She shook her head. "Do not apologize. Mi padre es Metetztli. Aye would not wish for ahnoder, ahnd eet would not be fahr to him if aye did." Without her and her siblings, Metetztli would never have had children.
She leaned backward in order to rest her weight against the palms of her hands. "Astaroth could never be your fat'er." It wasn't meant in offense. The woman beside her held beauty unknown to the Kimaris family, unique and exotic and dark. Astaroth couldn't have offered something like that to her, no matter how magnificent he was. Another shake of her head punctuated the statement. "We ahre better wit'out them both, aye think. Mantus ahnd Astaroth. Eet gives Citlali his own place, wit'out being shadowed by his cousins." She mentioned her son, or nephew or cousin depending on the way her life was looked at, casually.
Her eyes closed as she tried to piece together a timeline. She lived with them, but before the children were born. When had she left? Why hadn't the children seen her before? Curious, Tlantli was eager to press for more information. "Why did you leave? You wehre ae Kimaris; why did this change, Ayeris?" No one had mentioned a dark female to her in the past. Nahualli hadn't mentioned much at all, but certainly Metetztli would have said something if it were important.
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