"Mama!" Tommen chirped, nearly stumbling as walking was a new art for him. A small ball of golden fluff in his hands. He held the tiny kitten up towards her. "For you!"
Little Cub | AnonymousAlways Accepting My Children
Her hands twitch instinctively with the sight of her youngest’s very close tumble; a natural response to catch him. But once her baby boy regained whatever balance was lost previously. There is a gather of the front of her skirt within her palm as Cersei comes to kneel for her little one only just past his first year of summer.
“For me?” A gentle coo as she a kiss is laid upon his brow as hands collect the small creature from his little fingers. How in the world did he find this little ball of fur? Careful as to be sure the little thing did not bury it’s claws into tender flesh of her babe. “A little lion is a compliment on any day.”
