The Moon's Descendant
She’s the sweetest lady anyone could meet, but mess with her pack kids and she’ll tear your throat out with no hesitation.
“You want some breakfast darling?” she asked walking over to the fridge.
“Just toast ma” I said as I sat down at the counter and rested my head in my arms.
“Gunner, baby, you look so tired” she fussed.
“Yeah Mum, I had this weird dream last night”
“Well, you know what I say about dreams?” her voice got higher in a snooty kind of way.
“I know Mum” I groaned,
“Every dream has a purpose darling”.