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Re: Need to feed
Bianca silently, and worriedly nodded at Aya, before the two went back into their mother's bed room, going up the stairs and down the hall, as Bianca slowly opened the large double doors for Aya.
Their mother was brushing her hair, looking at herself in the window as she prettied herself up. She saw her two girl's reflection in the mirror, and happily turned to them, getting off of her stool, and trotting to them happily. She wrapped her arms around both of them before they could speak, and drew them both into a warm hug. She looked at Aya with a bright smile, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"What was your gift, Aya?" she asked curiously, "I've heard a lot about this Goddess woman, what was her gift to you?" Her eyes fixed on Aya, looking for an answer.
Their mother had always been the inquisitive type. Her friends always said when she was little, she got into all kinds of trouble for sticking her nose into a great many places it didn't belong, always asking questions, and always sneaking around, trying to find answers, even if it was unimportant. She never left one rock unturned, which was likely why Bianca was so worried, she must have known her mother would have found out eventually.
Bianca silently, and worriedly nodded at Aya, before the two went back into their mother's bed room, going up the stairs and down the hall, as Bianca slowly opened the large double doors for Aya.
Their mother was brushing her hair, looking at herself in the window as she prettied herself up. She saw her two girl's reflection in the mirror, and happily turned to them, getting off of her stool, and trotting to them happily. She wrapped her arms around both of them before they could speak, and drew them both into a warm hug. She looked at Aya with a bright smile, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Their mother had always been the inquisitive type. Her friends always said when she was little, she got into all kinds of trouble for sticking her nose into a great many places it didn't belong, always asking questions, and always sneaking around, trying to find answers, even if it was unimportant. She never left one rock unturned, which was likely why Bianca was so worried, she must have known her mother would have found out eventually.