Ouroboros Spine liv. i'm trying to find all the love that you gave me

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lótë received undivided attention from her eldest boy. he watched her paw carefully, meticulously taking note of the way her paw moved within the dye. when given encouragement, he extended his own paw and pressed it into the liquid.
lómion took a moment to inspect the pads of his foot. it was difficult to see with the approaching twilight, but the pink had been stained purple. It smelled oh so sweet. lómion giggled.
his eyes returned to his dear mother as she marked the wall with paint. It astonished the boy, and of course he had to try for himself. so to the stone he trotted, and lifted his leg to leave an imprint of his own. a would-be-perfect recreation of paw, had he not swiped to the side as lótë did.
look mummy! he gasped quietly but enthusiastically. he turned to her and smiled.