I could not imagine the night being so sweet.

I will teach my dear M’acarius to love the night as fondly as the sun shining above the world.

I am the most happy.

[ Swish, swish of the tail as she watches M’acarius stumble towards her. The little boy has grown. There is a hint of quiet sorrow among blue eyes. Quiet doubt settles in the beast within her chest; her heart. Is she doing enough, for this little one? ]

I love my son.

I will adopt another child. None can stop me.

M’acarius is asking for a shark for this Starlight. [ She is wincing. ]

More? [ Slow blink. ]

// Friendly reminder that canon portrayal that has had RP development can and should be valid.

Who gave my son a—is that a sword? It’s not wood. [ Blink, blink. ] Noooooo.

[ She’s dancing with her toddler son, underneath the Christmas lights. Happy Starlight! ]

Sweet Hydaelyn. Have mercy on me. There is a goose unleashed in the Waking Sands. It has a BLADE.

// Untitled Goose Game: Eorzea edition

[ RING RING RING ] Pray return to the Waking Sands. I fear we have an army of geese descendin— M’ACARIUS. Do not touch the goose! [ In the background there is a tiny voice of a little boy exclaiming about a new friend and how the geese are his brothers. ]

Oh! It’s been so long.

Oh… How chaotic.

Hello there.

M’acarius is three. I am so sorry for my absence. I’ve been… trying to spend as much time as I can with my little boy. He’s beautiful.

Do you remember when you joined Twitter? I do! #MyTwitterAnniversary

I wish to be a lizard and stick to the walls. Hydaelyn, I could’ve been a sweet Au Ra.