you are nothing less than angels

Or my dad, while Hazel didn't want to say it... he was right. Someday the rose colored glasses would come off. She wouldn't speak ill of Azure out loud, but Hazel is certain about a few things. He's certain it was shitty of him to run off, leaving Hanako unprotected, leaving Bas without his father. Something had happened before, too-- Bas had more siblings. Hazel could remember their faces, she could see them in her memory, but they'd disappeared and no one had spoken their names since. She knows that Azure looked at her-- looked at her like being abandoned was some flaw of hers. She does not speak the feelings, only offers a small, supportive hum.

A small, hesitant smile cracked her expression. They had each other's backs, they always had. They would cover each other, no matter what. Hazel could take on the world, as long as Bas was here, by her side. They could take on the world... they could take on parenthood. "I have yours. Always." Her voice took on a softer quality than usual, watching Bas. Gaze lingering, as she curled up tightly in bed.

"They like rabbit," Hazel ventured. "S'pose we feed them the same way they always fed us, we're well supplied for the winter. As for training... Halo's pups will probably be ready around the time they're strong enough. Everything else, we can probably ask Sirius or Halo. Even for all of our mess, we made it out okay." She sighed softly, thinking about the title. Mom and dad? She'd never called Halo mom, but then, her upbringing had been overshadowed by the incident with her father. "I think they decide what they want to call us," she speaks after a moment. Though overwhelmed, she's also grateful. Anything was doable as long as they're together.

"Speech"