Swiftcurrent Creek Debut

A mother. Was that what she was now? Reverie blinked serenely, smiled. A week ago, She told her friend warmly, stealing a glance down at her golden daughter as she spoke. Her name is Blossom. Rose Blossom Mayfair. The girl kicked just slightly; more a twitching of her legs, really, but Reverie knew what it meant and settled on her side so she could tuck her at her belly. The girl was content to take her meal then and there, never one to fuss much.
She's an angel, Reverie met Tauris's eyes again, finding herself in a brighter mood now than she had been in weeks. She's always happy. She hasn't cried once! I keep waiting for it... She laughed softly. I would be lying if I said motherhood suits me, but I... I love her so much, it doesn't matter.
Reverie flushed, slightly embarrassed by the emotion her daughter stirred in her. It had only been a week, after all. Really, though, how are you? Your life must be so much more interesting than mine right now! All I do is sit in a den with Blossom all day.