Stone Circle mean streak

At first, he was sure that the unthinkable had happened, and that his son was crying about Dawn instead of his mother. But he was used to soothing these nightmares by now, and very soon, he had pushed his own worries aside in favor of comforting his poor, crying boy.

"She loves more two more than anything," Day lied. (Maybe it was the truth, but he no longer believed it. More and more, he found himself asking the same questions.) "I don't know where she is or why she left, but I know she loves you. Don't ever doubt that, Sunny."

He hate lying, but he would lie to his children every day of his life if it meant they'd never suffer the aching, crippling doubt that'd plague him since he left. They'd all been betrayed and Day didn't know why, but he would never let the kids think it was their fault.

He hated that woman. He hated her for what she'd done to him, for what she'd done to their family. She was the only one who remained an enemy in his waking hours. He didn't  really want to hurt Chaska or Valette, but Amber?

Rage threatened to darken his face once more, but Day kept a cool mask firmly in place. Sunny didn't need to see him like that. (Had his own father had similar struggles?)

"Sometimes Daddy has scary dreams, too," Day said softly, answering Sunny's question. Krypton's worried voice caused him to look around, and then he fixed a hard stare at his son. "Did you run from Aunt Kay?" he asked sternly, already knowing the answer. Day turned and stretched his muzzle in Krypton's direction, hoping she wasn't worried about him being angry at her . He knew how wily his kids could be.

"Is Dawn alright?" he asked tiredly.