[X] For your mother is Tepet Usala, Matriarch of House Tepet. Standing strong mere moments after your birth, she holds you with an indescribable gaze and you feel in her eyes the power of Thunder. You know then, that all eyes will be upon you, all your triumphs and failures to be judged, and all your time to be spent in forging yourself into the perfect Tepet.
[X] Two soft pairs of hands take you gently, partially submerged in a pool where the essence is rich and many exotic plants grow as two women grin to each other in satisfaction. The three of you connect, imperceptibly, with one another.
[x] Your mother's feeble hands grasp you tightly, while a young man with fiery eyes cradles you both in his arms, features twisted with conflicted emotions and worry.
[X] A red haired man's lips quirk despite his best efforts, his touch tender upon your head as he cradles you close. The scent of spring tickles your nose, a fresh sweet aroma that calms you and draws you in. It is rare for love to truly bloom within the matches fostered by the Houses, yet they are not completely unheard of.