Stone Circle Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening

Pouty as the little flower was, her mind was set at ease when her mother smiled at her. While Witch did not yet approach, she did watch Steady with a little bit more softness than before. Surely if Althaia seemed happy to see him, she should too? Had she known what a father was, maybe she'd have been wondering if this was him - but that awkward conversation would come much later in life. 

The use of her nickname brought her ears perking higher, and she shifted a little taller, but still did not move closer.