Sawtooth Spire “oh, i really hate this place,” she said

Marble's crying ceased as she gazed up at her mother, and for a moment they held a loving eye contact there, Star overwhelmed with the reality of the moment, what bliss it was. But then Calcifer came- likely with good intentions, but he ended up atop his much smaller sister, and Star intook a sharp gasp. Marble began to squeal and paw at the ground, and so Star took Calcifer by the nape of his neck, lifting the heavy boy as delicately as she could and placing him between her front paws. There. Marble at her side, Calcifer in front of her chest. Crisis averted, hopefully- as long as the girl came to peace again, as long as the boy was content with his place.