No Go

Tox didn’t disregard her, and her subdued features were offered in return to her mother’s call. Mismatched ears perked as she smiled softly at her sweet daughter. She’d been forced to endure so much it was truly a tragedy what her children had been forced to endure. Deathbelle only wished she could do more for them.

”My dearest,” she greeted in return offering her affections to her daughter. Hoping to create a genuine smile on Toxicity’s features. ”Today is a good day.” she returned genuinely. Her recovery from the loss of Archon was budding. She had Io to thank, now that she was stronger she would be able to be a pillar for her young ones. Deathbelle could uphold them and show them the path they were meant to take. Even if Archon could no longer watch over them in the physical plain.

”How are you, young one?” She returned softly, knowing that she struggled so heavily. She nudged Tox’s cheek lovingly, hoping that after their talk her nightmares might have relented as much as her own.