What's In Your Head

"Then we will continue training. As much as you want," she stressed, wanting Onyx to know she meant those words. Whatever her children needed she would provide them, even if they needed something she couldn't provide - she'd find someone who could train them however they wanted. She'd survived this far though and she knew she could teach her children enough to take care of themselves too, no matter what trials and tribulations might await them. "And I'm glad you want those things. Your siblings who aren't as... fighting inclined will need you on their side." Calling them weaker didn't seem appropriate. They were all strong children, some mentally more than physically; she just hoped as a group they could support each other where one might fall short. "You're a good sister, and a good daughter," Kirsi admitted softly, relaxing her defensive pose to something more casual. She wanted Onyx to know she was proud of her, despite all the growing she had to do - and how could she not be? Though she was a fiercely protective and loving mother she often lacked the warmth that emanated from some mothers but her more icy veneer seemed to crack for a moment, leaning to embrace her daughter tenderly before pulling away. "Enough training today. Let's go patrol a bit, and maybe find some food on our way back."

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