10-29-2020, 08:43 PM
Diya had watched her son leave their home with a bunker, a soft chuckle leaving her as she let him go on about his day. It wasn't until she heard other voices that she headed outside, swinging the door open and sticking her head out.
"Oh hello!" she greeted, fully leaving as she let the door close behind her. So, he was making necklaces? A smile came to her face, a paw lifting to the two necklaces tucked against her fur. One, a beaded necklace mirroring the one her mother had worn. The other the product of traditions from a home long past.
"how are you, Keona, Roan?" she asked as she moved to sit behind Finnegan, aiming to wrap a paw around him and pull him close. She would rasp her tongue over her son's head, grooming the fur to be flat. "hello, mon nounours", she said softly before lifting her head to look up at the center of attention. "And you, ma tortue, what are you up to?
"Oh hello!" she greeted, fully leaving as she let the door close behind her. So, he was making necklaces? A smile came to her face, a paw lifting to the two necklaces tucked against her fur. One, a beaded necklace mirroring the one her mother had worn. The other the product of traditions from a home long past.
"how are you, Keona, Roan?" she asked as she moved to sit behind Finnegan, aiming to wrap a paw around him and pull him close. She would rasp her tongue over her son's head, grooming the fur to be flat. "hello, mon nounours", she said softly before lifting her head to look up at the center of attention. "And you, ma tortue, what are you up to?