arrow-heart mom tattoo

Yes! Its gonna be a sad one tho T__T

Maera's perspective, even though Tuwawi could not know it, was interesting. The idea that he children knew little to nothing of her past and marks, such as the blistered flesh across her maw, was curious. To them, it was not abnormal or hideous but just the way their mother was - as if Tuwawi had been born with it. There were no prejudices or stigmas. There was no Tartok. No Kindred. A child's innocence was incomparable, and the beaming glow in Maera's eyes was was the light of pure love: an unbreakable bond between a mother and her daughter.

Maera snickered uncontrollably as Tuwawi tickled her belly, fighting back with little slaps of her fire-red toes followed by a peck on her scar. Though Maera was a bit more reserved in her shows of affection, Tuwawi had no problem laying on the love. 'I'll eat you,' Maera retorted. What a fireball she was! Larus or Valtyr would have shouted 'oh no!' and issued a game of chase. But not the bold daughter. Not Maera. Tuwawi couldn't help but guffaw at her antics as a little pink tongue flicked Tuwawi's chin. "You will?!" the ember exclaimed as her little doppelganger's voice motored in jest. Tuwawi rolled onto her back dramatically, "no! Please! Spare me!" she pleaded, pulling Maera in towards her chest for a big hug.