Neverwinter Forest Mama! I Killed A...Thing

Luckily, the waterwitch came home every night to tuck the little Arrille in and cuddle with her husband. Without their stability and safety, Ondine doubted she would've made it this far with running the pack. She hated leaving her family alone for around the whole day but was sure the boy needed and enjoyed spending time with his father as well. Ondine smiled as she heard him talk - something he had only just learned to do, and already was she proud of him. She chuckled awkwardly, looking at the first fluttering being.

It's a butterfly. She smiled. Well, it's a dead one now. She said, perhaps a little grimmer than usual. Don't you like their colours? Spring had come, and with it came flowers and the butterflies. Ondine would love to take Arrille with her to where she knew were many flowers - watch him go after even more butterflies.