its keeping me awake

The nickname her mother used caught Toxicity off guard. Her mismatched eyes met her mother's soft form, a light shock widening them as she turned to look. Her mother nuzzled her and Toxicity accepted the affection silently. They entered the cold outdoors together, but the sharpness of the chill fell flat against Tox's distant mind.  They shared a moment of silence before Deathbelle confessed to awakening from an unpleasant dream. Toxicity swallowed dryly, her eyes focusing steadily in the distance.

"What did you dream show you?" she asked, her voice feeling detached from her own body. In reality, she was eager to hear her mother's reply. She wanted to know she wasn't alone, but she didn't want to vocalize that just yet. She didn't want to be a weak child in need of comforting. She wanted to handle this like an adult- like her father would.