MR. BLUE SKY / HAISHE

She wasn't Tama's mother, nor was she even related to him by blood. Even so, she still looked at him as if he was her own, and at Valinor like he was her true family. She had her own children, but they had all gone off to do their own things, leaving her alone with her husband until he passed away. She wished they had been there with her when it happened, but it was just wishful thinking. Even on her own, she had gotten through it, though her solitude didn't last long as her brother in law and nephew came along. Now she was thankful to have them both by her side, even if they weren't her kids or mate.

Today, Haishe decided to take a little walk, both to explore and just clear her head. But she was interrupted by someone calling her name, quickly recognizing who it was. Who else called her Aunt Haishe? "Drem yol lok, Tama," she greets the small dragon as he approaches, a warm smile on her face. It was always a joy to see him. He reminded her a lot of her own children when they were young and had such bright light in their eyes. "Are you getting yourself into trouble again? What was it this time?" the dragoness asked once she noticed the blood trickling down from his nose, her eyes narrowing. If it was those wolves again, she would go out and bring them back for food--making sure to painfully snap their necks, of course.