Golden Glade Got a heart like a neon sign

Things seemed to be quieting down since their move to the Glade. She couldn't say any of her children seemed happy about it yet, but they were at least getting quieter about it. For the most part. Liffey was very fortunate to have Rannoch as the father of her children. He had a gift for empathizing and comforting that she had not been blessed with. She was good at smiling and hugging and... that was about it. He was the one who could get through, and it seemed like he was slowly working his magic on each of them.

Liffey looked up as her son called to them. There was something off about his presence which immediately roused her anxiety. She nudged Rannoch's shoulder softly before she stood and closed the distance between herself and Breccan. She saw the concern on his face as she stepped forward to nuzzle his cheek in greeting, but did her best to keep her nerves at bay as she smiled at him.

"Everything okay, Brecc?" she asked, her head tilting softly to one side.