Why Should I Worry?

Philomena woke early that moment and to her surprise little Nausicaa was still asleep. In fact all of her children were… including the one whom she had chosen to spend some time with that day. She hadn’t spent much time with Dylas yet… but that was going to change starting today. He’d have her undivided attention and the female moved over to her son’s sleeping spot before gently nudging him. “DyDy, sweetheart, wake up.” The female urged softly. She wore a gentle smile, glancing around the den at the rest of her children.

Each one had their own unique personality… it was hard to believe such precious beings could have come from her sometimes. Dylas was perhaps the most awkward of the children in her opinion… and part of that might have been because of his vanity. He cared more for appearance than play it seemed. But Philly knew there was still ways she could bond with her son. The female nosed her little one once more and then left the den, hoping that her son would follow her outside.