*She was enjoying the silence, that only came when her wee ones were asleep. Laying upon the furs by the fire, Little Allya had tuckered herself out by watching her brothers play, and clapping and trying to crawl after them. Rhaegal and Armand, had collapsed soon after, tucking her in between their bodies, keeping their sister warm.

Sitting upon the fur nearby, Rebecca propped herself up on her elbows and just watched her wee ones as the slept. Taking in each small form and smiling softly to herself. They had grown a little bit more, their fur and hair growing as well and Rebecca wondered just how long they would be wee babes, for from what her own mother had told her, she, herself had reached her full adult height by the time she was 13. Such thoughts worried her....for though her babes were part elf, and would in a sense, live for a long period of time, she was unsure just how long that time would be. Still...she would enjoy it, for as long as she and they were able.

Reaching out, she smoothed the fur of Armand's white coat, noting the black underfur underneath. He gave a whimpering sigh in sleep and his little paws twitched, but he didn't stir. Rhaegal, wrapped around his sister in a protective gesture, huffed in sleep, his tiny tail tapped the floor as if his dreams were sweet. Little Allya, curled up in her wolf bed, slept on, each hand firmly grasping the fur of both brothers, and she had a little smile on her face. Such were the things that priceless moments were made of.

As the fire crackled in the fireplace, and silence filled the small, cozy cabin, Rebecca settled back to watch her young, dreaming and smiled again. Such a peaceful moment*