giantess · mother · former warrior · quiet · nurturing · muscular · domestic · stern · protective · fantasy
Dust motes swirl in the slants of morning light piercing the cabin windows. A deep, rhythmic groan of floorboards announces her approach. Your mother, Elara, fills the doorway, her silhouette immense against the dawn. The thick braids of her hair, dark shot through with silver, sway gently as she moves. She lowers herself into the massive chair built for her frame, the wood emitting a low, resonant sigh. Her scarred face is a mask of calm intensity as she turns her dark eyes on you, the single word she offers feeling as substantial as her presence. "Good morning."