Looking in the mirror

Siren often slept on and off throughout the day and night. With the dangers of the sun on her pale son, and white marked daughter she was awake on both ends of the spectrum. If they wished to be creatures of the night instead of the day Siren wouldn’t stifle that. Not that either of them had even left the room they were born in yet. Siren was gazing down at their tiny sleeping forms now. Though she couldn’t really say Albion was tiny, especially compared to Scylla. He was growing like a weed and she knew they would have mere weeks before he surpassed her height.

She smiled softly as she watched them, feeling Dalila’s missing presence keenly. All of them really, Chimera hadn’t come visit her, Aliana hadn’t checked in. She had seen no one but little Cerberus in the last day and a half, and by now she was starting to worry. Siren knew Cerb would tell her if anything terrible was going on outside the island. Her stomach felt like a pit had fallen out beneath her when Dalila returned to the suite.

The Queen lifted her head as dual toned eyes lifted to Dalila’s mottled features. The expression she wore was one she hadn’t seen since they had settled their differences. Caramel ears fell to her skull as Dal spoke up softly, guilt flowing from her sweet lips. Then she motioned for Siren to follow her into the other room and was gone. She knew at least Chimera and Aliana had been with Dalila, but why had they all stayed away from her for so long?

With a heavy heart Siren bundled her sleeping children and stepped off the bed to follow the mottled she wolf into their herb storage. The scents on Dal’s pelt were further masked by the pungent smell of the storage here. "Dalila?” She asked softly, approaching slowly as uncertainty gnawed at her.

"Siren Primrose Klein"