large paws come to a stop as the family leaders call out, a soft breath of relief escaping around the little baby clutched in gentle jaws. icy gaze seeks Seto's figure, wanting to make sure he hasn't wandered off too far - though he's normally good about staying in visual range. she loves him fiercely, and traveling to new lands leaves their group more vulnerable than they would normally be - which means she's more of a hover mom than usual.

that, plus the issues she's been having with her vision since nephele's birth, means she's been even more protective of seto than usual. gently, she lowers nephele to her paws and calls out to her son. "seto? où es-tu passé, ma petite tache?" she settles to her stomach with a barely-noticeable wince, still sore and recovering from giving birth. her vision flickers and dies suddenly, and she tenses, cuddling nephele close to her.

have the gods blessed her union twice over, only to take her sight as payment? if so... it is worth it. her children are worth losing her sight over - she would not trade either of them for anything in the world. neither would tovek, she knows, though she is still uncertain of their relationship at the moment. will he stay? will they... will they marry? she doesn't know, and it makes her nervous, but she does her best to pretend otherwise.

her children don't need to know about the finer details of adulthood - not yet, at least.

1. seto? where have you run off to, my little spot?