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Ezra would always be her sweet little boy even if he would grow taller and stronger than her. She wanted to keep shower him with little licks and cuddles. She realized that he didn't appreciate her affection as much as his sisters. Valette couldn't help herself though. He looked so adorably confused when she called him Sweet Ezra. The mother smiled at her son.

She glanced up when seeing the butterfly. The boy tried to catch it. It was so adorable to see. 'It is a butterfly,' she explained. He tugged on her heartstrings when he wasn't able to get it. The sweetest sounds. Valette pushed herself to her feet. She focussed on the butterfly and jumped up. Her jaws opened and snapped around the insect.

She landed and then spit the insect out before her child. It was covered in drool and wasn't able to get up. She looked at Ezra. "There. Butterfly," she hummed. She had never really seen one so up close herself. Fasinating.