Glancing at everyone and thinking, Misty went on, "Well...I only remember them as vague images from when I was younger, but I do remember the names, it's about all I could cling to. Shane and Windy". She ducked her head a bit, "My grandfather, I remember, use to say our hatchdates themselves named the girls of the family, you see, he was my mom's dad and the wind was blowing a lot when she was hatched apparently and then on my hatchdate, well you couldn't hardly see for all the mist about" she grinned.
She looked over to Soul and the others who were suppose to have been dead, "D-did you know any egg snatchers like that? I-- I'm trying to remember what they were like, for if you would have noticed them, I remember mom was always concerned about the nest being clean and was always sweeping away egg shells and dad...always only ate the egg shells" she smiled, how could she have forgotten watching from then nest as a little hatching as the neighbors yelled at her dad about how he was so weird and an embarrassment and everything like that, didn't even eat the right parts of the egg.
Remembering her parents more was bitter sweet though and a few tears made it down her cheeks.