Phoenix Maplewood A mother's treasure is her daughter

Her mother gets closer and she smiles, lips drooping with gravity and she watches her come up and drop her nose. Faye’s limbs stretch out and try to block her but she gets a gentle nip upon tender flesh. The girl bursts into a giggle fit and she slumps, only half of her upside down, but eventually (and reluctantly), she comes to attention when Aviana sits back, waiting.
 
Okay, important?
 
Rounded ears tilt back slightly as her mother speaks and her brows knit together. She hasn’t spent a night away from her mother before and so her heart skips a beat, worried about what’s to come. Her jaw tightens, grinding her teeth, as she explains Sunny will be the one to keep an eye on her.
 
“I don’t need him t’watch me,” she informs—hmph—with confidence. “Why ya gotta go? Why can’t I go?” she starts, voice increasingly louder by the word.