- ---And then when I went to go kick the ball!
Mystic chuckles and ruffles Eliar's hair warmly
- Now no son. I'm sure Mom doesn't need to hear everything that happened in your day
Meanwhile Caitalyn shuffles slightly, looking down sadly :
- I miss you Mommy....
Mystic gently embraces his daughter as well
- My cooking's not that bad is it?
Vixa could only look away from the viewer as soon as her children came into view. All it had taken was the simple sight of Elair and Caitalyn to make her heavy heart break. As brave as her public face might be for her people and this war, her private thoughts saw this as an unwelcome event which should never have come to past. And yet...
And yet it was those same thoughts of her children that drove her to where she sits today. While it was her sense of duty that lead to her leading Tutus Portu's fleet into joining the Armada when her planet voted to answer the call to arms under the banner of Fight together, or die alone!. Really, what had lead her to where she sits was the fear of what might happen if the darkness was to descend upon her world, and her children
So today she sits, wanting to push the desire to run home and be with her family aside so she can be there for her people. Something that becomes all the harder whenever she can steal the very small chance to speak with her family. She tries her best to remain strong for them, making sure they know there are times when the greater good, or at least the greater needs must come above whatever one wants. Still, the pain it leaves in her heart can be such a heavy thing to carry, but at least it gives her something that will guide her home one day.
Squato's idea of his universe making a cross-over with mine.
Vixa, the other characters pictured and 'Red Vixen From Space' universe/story © Squato