Alleo nodded away and chirped happily in reference to her wings and being indeed hatched with them, though she tilted her head a bit when she was forced to think about how old she was. That was a tough question, but she attempted to think of all the moons that had passed since she came to this realm, and put it into comparison.<br/><br/>"Has been here for.. two big moons.." She mumbled, looking off for a moment as she tried to squint and concentrate.<br/><br/>"A big moon is... Good time, so hatched four big moon before that." Yes, that sounded good.<br/><br/>Since one "big moon" was approximately a month, it was easy to see that Alleo was barely even six months old. Depending on the time of her mother's passing, it was highly probable that her transportation to this world had resulted in Alleo being stuck in a state that seemed to be very little biologically and psychologically, but was in fact a good few months or even years.<br/><br/>When she was placed down, she watched with fascination as the boulder seemed to burst and crack apart into tiny fragments of its original form.<br/><br/>"Waah!" She cooed, her tail slapping the ground with excitement. "Is very strong! Very strong!" She chirped. "You is wood-magic man of touch-destroy!"<br/><br/>Alleo was confused with the "no pain" idea, along with the concept of being "undead".<br/><br/>"Is Ma gonna' be 'undead' too?" She asked, purring when she was placed back at her new favorite perch.