Azizos rather comically tilted his head, ears flopping to the side and perking forward. His tail swayed as he stepped forth. Revival--- that was a concept the lion-stag had not thought of. "Interesting," he mused aloud, "who is your mother? Your... past self?"

He wanted desperately to ask the mechanics of such a revival, but he chalked it up (temporarily) to simply giving life to a stone as normal... reproduction did.

Her last self? She had absolutely no idea, and so the hybrid offered a vague shrug. She stretched out her hind leg with a long groan. “My mother was a white stag,” she began. “She wasn’t very good at speaking and she was really upset about what happened to past-me.”

“I don’t teally know who past-me was, either, but my mom is really pale and has a different face than I do so I guess past-me was brown and some kinda bird.”

White stag? Azizos raised a brow, but didn't think much of it. There had to be other pale deer in the caves other than Pride. Being poorly-articulated wasn't one of his father's characteristic. Neither, actually.

"I'm sorry you don't know about your past self but--- one of my fathers is a white stag as well. He's very knowledgeable and gave life and magic to me. Perhaps you should meet him, some day."

Kai wondered, because of course she did. She missed her mother and small conspiracy theories about where Isi was was all the hybrid really had left of her. “What if we have the same parent?” She asked quietly, somewhat hopefully.

As unlikely as she knew it to be, even if there was just a small chance that Isi was out there, Kai would take it. She wanted to see her. Even if she had forgotten about her, and had new children, and called herself by masculine pronouns. That didn’t matter to her.

Kai had already done one of those things too, after all.

Same parentage could be plausible. Keywords: could and plausible. Azizos doubted it only slightly, since one's particular affinity seemed tied to their life-giver; Arsu was given life by Mercurius and thus held a particular bond with the plant life of the caves. The present lion-stag would consider it, though, on the off chance that it was true.

"Perhaps we should ask my father, sometime," he mused softly, "but, for now, may I call you a sibling?" No assuming pronouns, here.

Kai nodded. She'd never had a sibling before. Perhaps this was something to be excited about, but for the time being, she was more excited about the possibility of seeing her mother again. Or-- father. Whatever Isi went by, these days.

"Alright," she said with a few nods. "Hello, brother." Because Kai was, apparently, all about assuming pronouns.

Though, on that note-- "I'm a sister," she added.

Azizos smiled slightly --- a pleased squint in his eyes and a gently swaying tail --- and nodded, happy to have a new sister. "We have a brother, too. His name is Arsu."

Oh, wait --- "what is your name, sister?" Ugh, this long of a conversation and he hadn't even bothered to offer even a greeting or an introduction. Displeased with himself, clearly, his happy-squint faded.

Two brothers! Exciting. Kai made an effort to picture Arsu in her mind, and with exactly zero details, simply imagined a second Azizos. It really wasn't all that far from the truth.

"My name is Kai," said Kai, because Kai was her name. She shifted on the spot, hooves clattering on the cave floor. "What's your name?"

Perhaps he should have explained that this second brother he had introduced to the newly-named Kai was, in fact, an identical twin. Sure, Arsu had a slightly bigger gem--- "My father --- not the deer --- named me Azizos and calls me a Morning Star," Azizos stated, ears perked forwards despite not knowing at all what a star actually was.

For a moment, Kai only stared, blinking slowly. "What's a star?" She eventually asked, quizzically.

Of course, she tried to imagine it-- she imagined it must have looked something like Azizos. But, that said, Kai was unsure if she really knew what a morning was, either. Either way-- "Hello, Azizos," she said.