Two Rivers Isle Mother knows best... Most of the time

@Pyro :)) a bit of PP, just say if you want anything changed :)

Two yellow eyes stared in the darkness of the den. It was midnight, and as far as she knew, everyone was sleeping. She couldn't, though, with the thoughts of Judas in her head. She didn't know how to feel about him. He had marked her with an ugly scar, yet they had so much in common. And now he was at Moonspear, with his girlfriend, and Malice was happy for him but... She wanted him here, in Arthendal. They could go out in search for Mitanni, and maybe even Veritas, and Silver. They could start again- they could be one once more. But she feared she may have broken bonds that would forever stay that way.

Her eyes trailed over the small frame of her youngest son, then to the opening of the den. It was a clear night, perfect for stargazing. Perhaps...- no, no, she shouldn't. He was sleeping now, and claiming some mother/son time now would be ridiculous. Still, she couldn't help herself. She reached out and grabbed the sleeping boy softly by his scruff. She stumbled out of the den, quietly enough to not wake up the others, and walked away from the den. 

She reached the big stone again, the one she had put Vassago on one time, and placed the sleepy boy on top of it. She sat down nearby, waiting for the little boy to wake up fully.