Broken Parts - Visitor

I loved you, I loved you
I loved you, it's true.

Ana had become a little more... cautious of the swamp territory. Merlin's capture, paired with the death of two people she didn't know, made her scared. But as she was playing with some of the animals (mainly snakes and reptiles that wouldn't consume her), the voice hit her. It wasn't familiar, she hadn't heard Ares speak at all when they were together, and even if she did, Ares was a bit older and her voice had changed.

But the sound of the voice, the emotion behind it - it spurred her. Whoever spoke sounded sad - about to cry. So she moved on to it. Hobbled over with haste. But she snorted, hearing the words. 'Pretty Mother', hah! "Who calls their mom Pretty Mother!? Make's no..." She fell silent. She approached the stranger, who was no stranger. Sharp memory helped her piece it together. But where were her wings? What happened to her arm?

She couldn't say anything, just stared wide-eyed at her sister. Hell, she was taller than her older sister.

— Reggan