Hushed Willows My legacy will be my children

Aliac wondered what Sunny had called her about a she made her way to where the call originated from. Thoughts popped up in her head as she thought about the discussion they had earlier. Could she be a good mother? Better than her own that had abandoned her? Or would she be worse. 

Aliac shuttered at at the thought. “Hello!” She said happily with a wave of her towel.