Stone Circle you remind me of my own, you know?

She yelped as her brother attacked her. "No! No! I don't wanna smell like you!" She cringed, escaping his grip the second she turned his attention to the petite woman. halting her writhing, her head tilted a fraction to the left. 

Dawn did not think much of mothers. there was an anger within her still, an anger directed at the woman that had left them- Da would never be like Ma. He'd never leave- Mas sucked. "Da isn't a Ma, he's such a good Da we don't need any Ma!"