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"Her last known associates died six years ago," Facio answered. Now that he'd finally addressed the issue, he wanted this talk over and done with, so that the children would go and search. And find her. He knew they would not fail him.

And if, somehow, they did fail...well, he had some thoughts on that score, but the lion was not yet ready for those extremes.

His son and daughters were well-trained. They waited patiently, asking questions slowly, and only rarely speaking up to him. This pleased their father, but frustrated him.

"Any more questions?" the inquiry hissed out, implying that Facio was quickly losing patience with this meeting.

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So, they were looking for a lioness named Mittere. With no other people who could easily lead them to her. Oh, and she looked suspiciously like Mors, or so he gathered. This was, well, weird. Idly the boy wondered if she was their grandmother.

That meant she'd be pretty old, since Father wasn't young. But she might still be dangerous, since Facio had warned them off interaction. Hmm. A real challenge!

Tisiphone focused her attention fully back on Facio. She was indifferent to the answer given, though she knew looking for even one more lion would improve their chances.. but that didn't matter. Failure wasn't an option.

She gave one quick, definitive shake of her head when Facio asked if there were any more questions. It hardly sounded like an invitation and she was as ready as she would ever be--

And then Megaera stated where she would be going. It was a slow realization for Tisiphone that she said it not for any reason except to deter her siblings. They couldn't all go in the same direction..

That said.. which way was East? Her head didn't move but her eyes did, looking up for the sun and a clue. If they had to claim a direction, she'd have to pick last and actually stop and figure it out.

Facio surveyed his children as they failed to bring forth any additional questions. Which was as it should be. He had already given them all the information they needed on their quest. The rest would depend on their own skills and training.

"Then go," the father informed the group before turning and leaving. Not to continue the search himself, because then they would have no way to find him. Instead he was going to hunt. The lion felt a desire to rend something into tiny pieces.

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Mors glanced at his sisters before looking back to their departing father. Once he was sure Facio had moved beyond earshot, he rolled his shoulders and slumped his posture a bit. Only when Dad was around did he feel like he had to be absolutely perfect in his attention.

"Well then, I'll go south," the lone male announced. "Guess I'll see you later," he continued, heading off in the direction he'd picked.

((Okay so, I'm out of the RP now, but if you guys have anything else you want your girls to discuss, go for it!))

Tisiphone watched her father walk off, only shifting her attention when Mors spoke up. She bit her lip as he, too, walked off, wanting to call out and wish her dear brother luck.. but she turned her attention to Alekto when she declared her intention to head West.

The purple sister offered a small smile, deciding to take advantage of what might be her last real chance to be herself for a while and allowing herself some cheer and open love for her family.. even if her siblings were often about as receptive as Facio.

"So I'll go North," she said, "Good luck, Alekto. Megaera."

She was last to pick, she'd be last to leave.