<div style="text-align: justify;">Ayshia chuckled at the idea of being spanked like a misbehaving girl. She had never been and suspected he’d never really do it no matter how she behaved. It was a good thing that she had been raised well, though, she’d never get to test that theory and it was better this way. “Maybe not that old.” She conceded, “but you’d have to catch me first, and we all know how the young ones take more time than the elders to run out of stamina.” She teased some more, but when he answered her question, she lost a bit of her smile to the profit of a frown.<br/><br/>Ayshia looked up into her father’s face, highly unsatisfied by his answer. She knew why he had dodged, though and understood that he didn’t mean for her to press the issue, he didn’t want to remind her of her mother.  She was reminded of the woman each time she saw her own reflection in calm water, sometimes even in the sound of her voice even though Ayshia was a bit softer. She knew that Tamen saw Rayna each time he looked at his daughter. Sometimes, she wondered what would be worse for the man. If she left the camp to go live with her mate, would he find it worse than to live with a constant reminder of his wife?<br/><br/>While the loss of her mother pained her, it was obvious to Ayshia that her father had it worse. In her young mind, it was easily explained. Since she remembered little from her early childhood, Ayshia thought she had about fifteen years of memory with her mother, while Tamen had had much longer to bond with Rayna and build memories he would remember of his wife. It wasn’t to say that Ayshia felt no pain when she remembered her mother, but it was different.<br/><br/>“You’ve been cooped up here too long. We should go for a walk or something. Fresh air would do you good… Maybe we could go hunt some birds or something…” Ayshia offered as she finally let go of her father to go get her tea.<br/></div>