Sun Mote Copse Basket

As soon as she'd said it, she wondered if he would shut the idea down completely- if it simply evoked too many hurtful memories of losing Nell. But from the way his eyes shone- was he going to cry?- and the way he was obviously trying to hold back a touched, beaming smile, she could tell right away that he wasn't disappointed or hurt, but flattered. She nodded, and allowed herself to soften for a moment. "Very sure." She said warmly. 

She looked down at her two precious little babes, nestled amongst the soft beige fur of her side, where they contentedly burrowed into her warmth. She shrugged one shoulder, and a glimpse of her usual sense of humour emerged. "I mean, with the potential for a whole bunch of 'woah Nellie' moments, how could we not call her that?"