#riverleigh

River is doing her best to mimic the signature stoic walk of her Nomon but when her honey brown eyes are met with the sight of Everleigh waving emphatically at her all the way across the city square, all signs of seriousness disappear from the small girl. A wide smile stretches across her face as she eagerly attempts to return her friend’s greeting only to clumsily trip over her own two feet. The little girl’s hands fly out to cushion her fall just to have the harsh cobble stone tear at the soft flesh of her tiny palms. River sits up to examine her hands and tears begin to form in her eyes but before before a single stray tear can make its way down her tan cheek, Evie wraps her up in a tight hug.

“Uh oh,” Everleigh says and she holds on tightly to her friend.

She had witnessed River’s fall and immediately taken off to check on her friend. Clarke had turned just in time to see the small form of her daughter bolting away from her which sent her into a slight panic. However, when she saw what or more specifically, who Evie was running towards, it took some of her worry away.

“Okay?”

Evie asks the girl in her arms.

River sniffles and tries her hardest not to cry in front of Evie despite the burning sensation caused by the mangled flesh of her hands.

“Sha,” River responds trying to be tough like her Nomon.

“River, let her check your hands” Anya says nodding her head towards Clarke.

Everleigh moves out of the way so her mother can get a better look at River’s hands but she makes sure to remain in her friend’s line of sight. Clarke takes the small, tan hands into her own porcelain ones and inspects them closely before reaching into her satchel and pulling out a canteen and some spare bandage she kept with her at all times.

“You have strong hands like a warrior” Clarke tells the girl in an attempt to distract her from her ministrations.

She pours some water onto the girls wounds and begins to wrap her hands. River stares at her curiously and asks,

“Really?”

“I’ve healed many wounds over the years. I know a warrior’s hands when I see them.”

River cast her her eyes towards her Nomon for confirmation and the woman nods concisely.

“It’s true. She’s has healed many of my wounds from battle,” Anya tells her daughter who was puffing her chest out proudly.

“Evie, I’m a warrior,” River says brightly.

“My warrior?”

Anya and Lexa are watching their daughters innocently flirt. River is behind Evie showing the omega how to properly shoot a bow and arrow. The alpha whispers something in her ear and it makes the omega giggle.

“It won’t be long before they have pups of their own,” Anya says teasingly to the Commander who does her best to hide her displeasure at the idea.

Lexa could barely handle the thought of her daughter dating let alone mating and having children of her own. She clenches her jaw and tries to suppress a low growl as she watches the two teenagers share a sweet but brief kiss.

“They are only children. They shouldn’t be concerned with such matters.”

“We were not much older than them when we met their mothers,” Anya continues to tease the other alpha.

“That is different and you know it,” Lexa says sternly as her cheeks flush.

Anya smiles at Lexa’s discomfort before returning her attention to their teenagers. Her chest swells with pride as she watches her young alpha bend down to lovingly re-tie the lace of the omega’s boot that had come undone. It was a sweet habit she must’ve picked up from years of watching Anya do the same for Raven.

“She is good to Everleigh. She would make a good mate,” Lexa says breaking the silence between the mothers.

“But I do not wish to be a grandmother anytime soon.”

Anya laughs heartily and places a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder before responding,

“Hasn’t anyone told you not to question your Commander?” Lexa asks trying to disguise her amusement at her daughter’s antics.

“Why?” The little girl innocently repeats causing the ambassadors to laugh.

“She raises some good questions, Heda,” says Anya who was holding a sleeping River in her arms.

Lmao Lexa walking into Evie’s room just to find the two kids in the midst of a make out session. The two practically spring apart and River has to hold a pillow over her lap because things got pretty hot and heavy.

“Nomi...what did you need?” Everleigh sweetly asks like her mother didn’t just catch her red handed.

Lexa keeps her hard stare fixed on the nervous, young alpha who wishes she could just crawl into a hole and hide.

“Nomi?” Evie asks again.

“Dinner will be ready soon.”

“Okay, we’ll be down in a minute,” she politely responds as her mother continues to stare down her girlfriend.

“Nomi, you can leave now...please.”

You know those wooden snake toys? I can imagine a toy maker in Polis crafting a few for the little alpha who loves to scare Titus with the fake reptiles. Everyone in the tower thinks it’s hilarious and Anya can’t lie, it does delight her to see the man squirm.

Omg y’all want her to die of a heart attack 😂

I can just imagine Evie yelling at her Nomon to get out when the older alpha walks into her room and catches River trying to undo her daughter’s bra. Lexa immediately rushes out of the room, leaving the stunned teens to contemplate if they should come out of Evie’s room and face the commander or if they should take their chances and jump out of the girl’s window to avoid the awkwardness of the whole situation.

Evie definitely gets her stubborness from Clarke, I mean come on 😂. I would say she gets her confidence from Lexa. When it comes to dating Evie has never felt like she needed to be with someone and she is certainly not the submissive type. She’s her own person, not some alphas mate.

I always imagine that Raven really makes sure River knows how to treat an omega. After everything she had been through with Bellamy and the ark, it was her top priority to make sure her alpha never behaved like the ones she grew up with. Of course River would never ever behave in that way or think she was entitled to an omega. Plus, she grew up watching her Nomon worship the ground her mother walked on so she had a good role model to say the least.