Redhawk Caldera yellowtooth

Sora was locked away in her mind so deeply and dangerously that Teya's approach went entirely unnoticed before her ear was touched. The girl flicked it once and blinked back to reality with a small start. She was quick to arrange her features into a smile when she looked up at her mom, though it didn't quite reach her eyes.

Hi, mama, she said, pushing herself up into an awkward sitting straddle. She wanted to make the most of this time with Teya, as she did whenever her mother had a moment. The last thing she wanted was to bring down the mood, so she tamped down her emotions and attempted to hide them. The smile strengthened, no matter how fake it was, because she really did relish the time spent with her dam.

D'you wanna go fishing? Or... Or we could try and catch a bird, if you want? There, bubbling on the edge of her voice, was the insecurity that had found a home in Sorana, the uncertainty, that need to confirm that Teya wanted to spend time with her in some way and wasn't just here because Sorana wanted it.