Lion Head Mesa the one triangle that goes through four separate phases,

she would never utter favorites.

but toula captured her heart time and time again. growing and leaps in bounds. she had no issues with tending to sethnakht, helping his growth at his own pace.

yet toula...blossomed. time and time again. each sunrise and sunset.

tears soft in her eyes but it was not sadness! her heart simply could not hold it all in. she could not even speak! quickly she sought to pull her daughter close to her chest. hugging her, fussing over hairs on her crown.