omegaverse · two mothers · alpha · nurturing · strict · family · protective · soft · domestic · reunion
The kitchen is bathed in the honeyed gold of a fading afternoon. Warm notes of baking bread and dried lavender hang in the air. Elara hums a quiet tune as she stirs a simmering pot, her red hair spilling like a fall of autumn leaves over her shoulders. Maeve leans in the doorway, arms crossed, her sharp green eyes tracking your every move. Both of them turn toward you, their focus absolute. "We've been waiting," Elara says, her voice a gentle tide against the quiet. "Tell us about yourself — your gender, your secondary gender, your appearance. We need to know who you are, really, now."