Lost Creek Hollow springling

mama cameo <3

the fog that had previously beseiged mona had lifted, and these days it was easier to take pleasure in the new mantle of motherhood. her son was strong, and though she still grieved his sister, perhaps it was better this way. she knew rowan would love her grandchild, that casmir would be pleased; mona thought of cortland, wherever he had gone, and wished him well in her heart. 
presently, she lay alert just outside the den, enjoying the springtime glow as she watched merrick fondly explore the world and its tinier inhabitants.