Boartusk Heights when the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers

ahh my babies <3 I’m sorry, I’m being an awful mom ;^;

The new mother watched her growing young with absolute awe and pride in what she created. Two handsome sons, both blanketed in darkness, appeared to look as though they may take from her side as they come into their own. She was glad for it—though the dog side of her was a mystery, she never once felt any less connected to it, despite how her family had treated her and not knowing who her biological father could be.

These boys will know who their father is and they will have a mother who will dote on them for as long as she breathes. They will want for nothing.

She found the boys at her side, staring upwards, their milky blues eyes trained on the shifting colors of the sky as it prepared to sleep. “What do your eyes see, my children? Do you see your futures laid out, playing on the clouds? What else might be up there? What I would give to know, but I have to wait for that, don’t I?” She huffed a laugh before dropping her head to see the babies better, booping each of their noses to get their attention.