Dragoncrest Cliffs Argue with angels and I always win

The realization that perhaps his mother wasn’t absolutely gone began to emerge when Ravin declared that he had some memory of her…And where he was supposed to be. How he’d ended up out on his own was another story- but she quickly decided she would rather deny the possibility that she’d just stolen someone’s unattended child. 

Within the hour, perhaps his Mom might have returned, and found him missing. Maybe she would feel the way Suzu and her family had felt when Requiem had been taken away by an eagle. Her mother would surely be furious with her.

It was too late to backpedal now- and she feared she could never utter enough of an apology to remedy what she had done. 

”You will be alright.” She reassured him, pulling him close- remembering not to squeeze him too hard. ”Sometimes…Sometimes t’ings ‘appen. An’ we lose de ones we love most.” She was a quick thinker- a strategist. If she could reinforce the idea that he had been abandoned…She’d have a chance to save face. ”Mot’ers do not leave behind deir children unless…Unless somet’ing ‘appens to dem…An’ I am so sorry you lost your Mot’er, Ravin.” She said. 

Surely, his mother was gone. Not just gone, but gone gone. 

”I can go look…Later. You ‘ave siblings?” She asked. This could complicate things- but if she could not find them, then nothing would get harder.

Maybe she wouldn’t even look. 

”I will take you to my mot’er’s den. She will give you milk, dat sounds good, hmm?” She asked.[/b]