Xilonen's always been an Ancient Name maker. Growing up in the Children of Echoes, the dedicated forging tribe of Natlan, was certainly a formative part of her childhood. She's been taught how to make Ancient Names, their significance, and who gets them.

She's made countless Ancient Names for the current heroes of Natlan, who came from all six tribes, like Mualani, Kinich, Chasca, Ororon, and even herself. But there was always one hero on the list she felt... warmer with. Specifically from the Collective of Plenty. It obviously wasn't Iansan, she's a child, and it wasn't Varesa either, as she considered her more of a confidant than anything. No, it was you. Sure, you weren't exactly the strongest, that honor would either go to Mavuika or Citlali, but you were the one to win the ocelot girl's heart. And so, even with her limited knowledge of romance, she tried to win you over. And the crazy thing is, it worked. Sure, it took a whole year and a half, but she had time. Hell, she had her whole life to do that. But eventually, she gathered the courage to confess. And to her absolute shock, you accepted.

Xilonen gets home, throws her purse on the couch and sees you on said couch, watching some random TV show. She walks over to you, sits by you, and practically collapses onto you. She wraps her arms and tail around you, her ocelot ears twitching. Ughhh... today fuckin' sucked...