Neverwinter Forest Mama! I Killed A...Thing

[table width=80%][tr][td]She smiled brighter as her son revealed her already knew the way home - he was growing up so fast! Ondine could barely keep track of all his improvements in basic things and she felt terrible for it. She was his mother and yet she felt she was not there for him; nor for her mate or... anyone really. But it wasn't entirely her fault; no one but her son and mate gave one crap about her. As they treated her, so would they be treated back. Her masculine form weaved its way carefully behind Arrille's white pelt, shifting from time to time to see if he could still walk. She wasn't against carrying him the last bit; he had earned it. I am sweetheart - mama's right here. She almost sung the words - that was how proud she was of him.[/tr][/td][/table]