Little one
A quiet rustle of the wind gently whispered against the golden glades that swayed in the breeze. It echoed softly with the tranquil light of the fading sun.
As the light fades away, soft whimpers of an infant filled the air.
Hidden among the tall stalks of golden wheat was a small bundle covered in a thin blanket with something moving underneath.
Queen Toriel was taking a stroll in the farm lands of her clan. She had been trying to take a breather away from all the politics and shenanigans of her clansmen, that was until she heard something that touched her maternal instincts.
She sped up her steps as she searched for the source of those whimpers. Looking high and low as she was getting closer to the source, the edges of her dress grew dirty as she hurriedly searched through the ripe stalks of wheat.
She found it.
Despite the fading twilight, she could see the small bundle clearly.
Her soft padded hands gently lifted squirming bundle before lifting the thin blanket to see the little one underneath.
A small human infant barely a few months old with a flushed tear stricken face appeared before her eyes.
Toriel's soul soften at the sight, she lifted the child to her chest, humming a soft melody while her soul beats to soothed its cries.
"~My child, sleep little dear for mother is here to rock you softly~." She sung as she swayed, lulling the little one to sleep.
She decided to take the little one home. She continued to hum while carrying the child securely as she walked.
As she looked at the little one in her arms once more, an embroidered name on the blanket caught her eyes.
"My little Chara, you're no longer alone my little dear."