Blackfeather Woods and keep it all on the inside

There was no preventing the whipping of her tail at her mother's coo. Tala she had spoken and it stirred the tenderness in Sakhmet's heart. I'm good. The child whispered as she aimed to bury her face in the plush fur of Maegi's chest. Warmth, comfort, a familiar scent. She would hesitantly pull away before reaching out in an attempt to plant a kiss to her mother's chin. I missed you. The words escaped her in a sheepish manner.

Sakhmet was...tender with her affections. Reserved for those closest to her and not to be witnessed by others. She had a façade to keep up — that she could be just as strong as two brothers.