Firefly Glen [PHE] sofon

assuming he would have told her about the wolverine; lmk if not <3

no! baby, no, never — that could never happe —
"yes." her voice was hoarse; in this moment it was the effect of emotion as she reached for her boy. "i don't think so. but there's a chance, i won't lie. i just —" and here she held back the breakers of briny grief behind the dam of her closed eyelids, "— it's been a lot, ezra. you know. i think i'm just so tired i'm sick. it happens like that sometimes."
her eyes sharpened on his wounded face. "have you cleaned those?" they'd scar.
skaigona took a breath. another slight against her parenting; another assurance that the decision she had made for ezra was the correct one. 
torn between telling him now or waiting until anselm hopefully arrived, she held onto the latter and kissed his face. "i'll need you to hunt while we're here. you remember how i showed you with the birds?"