Neverwinter Forest Mama! I Killed A...Thing

It was worrying how her son was so fixated on the remaining butterfly splatters that Ondine's smile wavered and she frowned. Why her son- she thought. She wished for him to grow up respecting life; not laugh at the death of an innocent, beautiful creature. But, Ondine was a creature of utter patience when it came to teaching and children. She whistled a sweet, sea-like tune when her little snowball spoke again.

Perhaps these are things you should not be able to catch, sweetheart... She responded calmly. I like fish - I like how they swim freely in the sea. Butterflies remind me of them. She replied dreamily. But - you've never seen the sea yet - right, little wave of mine?