Hushed Willows Protect me Maria, don't let this siren cast her spell

Fade here?

Just when she thought she had things under control, she lost it. Well, more like Tambourine lost it - he came careening out of the dark straight at Octavia's legs, and his stomping feet were only dwarfed by the sound of his obnoxious voice. How did she birth such a rambunctious little shit? Just as she was turning to face him, to perhaps scold and remove him once more from the scene, she saw his angle of attack shift to Trick and then the two of them were playfully bowing to one another. Whatever irritation had blossomed in the mother, it faded swiftly. She smiled down at the pair of them, listening to her son ramble, and then listening to Trick as he tried to diffuse the situation.

You're right, I do deserve a break, she thoroughly approved of this. But maybe not right this second. It was still so early, and the loud little boy had begun to wake up the others that slept in the Crook. As Octavia did not want to piss off the entire pack that dwelled around them, or make her standing with her so-called family become more strained than it was, she had to put a stop to the fun and games. Before they could get too devoted to their playtime, Tavi stepped up and with some coaxing from one forelimb, pulled Tambourine close. Okay Tam, you need to chill out. Look at all the sleepy wolves, hm?

She flashed Trick a pleasant smile though, wordlessly thanking him for the offer to look after the boy. Eventually she would take up that offer and get some rest, or have some kind of vacation, but not right now. Lets go find you something to eat. Come on, out we go -- on an adventure! Her tone was more hushed as she spoke, hoping that the lowering of the decible level would bring some kind of calm to Tambourine, but she herded him towards the Crook's opening all the same. Maybe some mother-son time would be good for them. That, and she was getting the evil eye from a few sleepy adults.