Redhawk Caldera stay; silvering

hope its okay i post again! this can be my last <3

boris. it was loved at once, and teya could not help but to reach for bronco and kiss him gently, once, twice. "boris." the little charcoal boy too received a press of her lips.
she saw him look in thought at their daughter, and then move to the golden son.
"ponyboy." there was agreement in her voice, moisture touching her eyes. "that beautiful, bronco." a child with a name as tribute.
she kissed the newly christened ponyboy and returned to their girl, who resembled her in many ways. for a long moment teya only thought, and then, "bronte."
it fit among them all.
suddenly tired, suddenly drained and hungry and fatigued, she lay back into the plushness of their bed, gathering the little ones closer. "i am so happy, bronco," and moments later off she drifted into a mother's sleep.