Emberwood i don't know how to love anything without sinking my teeth into it

She doesn’t seem to notice the change, or maybe she doesn’t seem to mind, but she leans into the embrace as the bigger version of her mother wraps around her like she’d longed for so many times. Even with her eyes closed, she knows the world is changing around her. The fog in the forest turns into a breeze, wrapping around the both of them and the turn into music. The trees turn into lyrics and Lotte’s voice comes and goes and she settles easily into place. 

Every worry, every anxious thought, fades back into the song and she presses close to her mother as a scared—but placated—child. There’s questions and other things she’s dreamt is saying to her mother if she were to see her again but all that falls by the wayside as she’s groomed lovingly into a slumber. ”I love you, mama,” she says softly, burying herself so deep into the woman’s fur she becomes lost, swimming in a sea of mercury and gray and back again.