Firefly Glen [PHE] jackals of heaven ☥

the cry was answered with a gentle kiss. her heart hammered—it might have been you!—but in seeing her children untouched, she breathed easier. 
her eyes turned to her son, who she brought nearer. no anger in her. she adored them—she adored their love for one another. it is alright, my loves. more tests like this might come for you. until you grow into yourselves, do not go unattended—I will not have you taken from me so soon, she kissed their brows. 
and then, conspirationally, she asks, shall we go and watch your father hunt?