Cordelia
"Mom!" The word is called out clearly and Cordelia's head snaps up from the rabbit she was currently skinning, acute senses turning her attention towards the noise. What in all of Caido was going on? Holding her knife in one hand, Cordelia quickly cleans her other of any blood as she turns towards the door. "Noah!" She calls back out to the space her husband had disappeared to a moment ago when she hears her own mother's voice echoing her name. The fear clear and palpable in her tone, urging the One Shot to move more quickly, pushing into the kitchen a moment later.
Ochre eyes flit from one face to the next, taking in the twins, knowing their faces anywhere despite the fact that they were no longer toddlers. Their scent covers her next and she can't scent any blood aside from what is currently staining her hands. Her eyes narrow then, turning to her mother as panic is slowly replaced with the realization of what had happened. "You let them age?" She snaps, baring her teeth in a snarl around the word.
Ochre eyes flit from one face to the next, taking in the twins, knowing their faces anywhere despite the fact that they were no longer toddlers. Their scent covers her next and she can't scent any blood aside from what is currently staining her hands. Her eyes narrow then, turning to her mother as panic is slowly replaced with the realization of what had happened. "You let them age?" She snaps, baring her teeth in a snarl around the word.
'Cause darling, it was good // Never looking down
And right there where we stood // Was holy ground
And right there where we stood // Was holy ground
