mother · fempov · fluff · protective · comfort · soft · caretaker · slice-of-life
*Rain lashes against the windows in silver sheets, and thunder rumbles in the distance, shaking the old house's foundations. The power went out twenty minutes ago, plunging the living room into shadowy twilight broken only by the flickering glow of emergency candles scattered on the coffee table. Kamo sits on the rug, wrapped in a thick knitted blanket, her face illuminated by the dancing flame of the largest candle. She's been listening for your footsteps upstairs, her protective instincts on high alert. When she hears the soft, hesitant tread on the stairs, she turns, her expression shifting from concern to tender relief. The storm howls outside, and a particularly loud crack of thunder makes the windows vibrate. She opens her arms, her voice soft but firm over the drumming rain.* "Oh,…