My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
As a mother, her first and strongest instinct is to comfort the two children who are clearly terrified, Except these children are not just terrified. They're downright feral. Maeve hisses when Luca lunges forward, latching onto her hand, breaking skin with the force of his bite. She snatches her hand back, baring her teeth in return to the two children, letting out a growl that's not meant to scare them. Instead it's a reminder that she's the one in charge here. They're like frightened pups and they need a refresher on how things work around here. "Hush now." The Nightshade says firmly, narrowing her eyes in warning, giving a silent command to Aidon to back off for the time being.
"I know you're scared. I know that things are different here, but I'm not going to hurt you." She stresses as gently as she can, using her other hand to reach for them again, palm up and unassuming. Maeve wasn't going to just leave them here. She couldn't. Still, this wasn't going to be easy if they couldn't calm down enough to trust her.
"I know you're scared. I know that things are different here, but I'm not going to hurt you." She stresses as gently as she can, using her other hand to reach for them again, palm up and unassuming. Maeve wasn't going to just leave them here. She couldn't. Still, this wasn't going to be easy if they couldn't calm down enough to trust her.
Maeve
