Need You To Know I Love You More Than Anything

Widow had been suspecting for a while now that Terror was uncomfortable with and possibly even didn't like being referred to as her daughter, female, or anything of the like. Gruesome had unintentionally outed them the other day and while it had been hanging on Widow's mind, she didn't love her son any less. She just wondered if Terror knew that...

She knew where to find Terror and she wasn't wrong. Poking her head inside the family den, it was no surprise to see them curled up with their twin taking a nap. Smiling softly, she called for Terror until the smallest near-yearling began to stir in their brothers arms and popped their head up with eyes barely open. "Terror, let's go on a little walk," she beckoned her smallest child and disappeared from the mouth of the den to wait outside.

"Speech!"