Noctisardor Bypass newanen

getting after him bemused heda, reminding her that there was far more to life than the chaos which had marked her own thus far. her eyes were warm on gideon, watching him prance at her side. his two tails hardly warranted a glance these days; they were uniquely gideon, the same way his deep beautiful eyes were his own. not her. not anselm. but bits of shining sunny gold swimming up every time he grinned or laughed or shouted.
heda chuckled. "well, if we run into any of these snargledegrumps, you're here! gideon of rivenwood. they wouldn't try anything against how brave you are. bad guys too," his mother assured with a nod.
she brought her plucky little son to the old rendezvous where she and druid had spent a lot of time together. "your aunt brought me a little snake, right here," she said, turning her head to look toward the towering yellow oak trees. "named her bracelet."
what an eternity ago that had been.