Never-ending

Her mother was always but a soft call away and her presence was an instant soothe to the girls heart and mind. She had no doubt that her mother was the best in the whole wide world. The stick lay abandoned at her paws and she tucked herself into her mothers warm side. Not once had she feared her mother would catch the illness, after all Emer was eternal and invisible, wasn't she?

She supposed the beat part to the illness was having her mother almost entirely to herself, normally the woman was court between chasing after her and signy and checking in on Taddeo. It was almost a game between the green-eyed pair as they ran their poor mother raggid. She gave another soft moan of pure boredom as she shuffled more comfortabley into her mothers warmth. "Can you tell me a story mommy?" She asked, closing her eyes in anticipation at being court up in a world far away where people didn't get stuck in dens for days on ends feeling miserable because of some stupid sickness.