#thisistoocute

However little she was, Ayasha still was an incredible observer. One day she would be one of the best hunters out there, Wheaty was sure of it. But those were some daydreams that laid in the future – for now the little girl only had her games and curiosity to care about. And that shouldstay that way for as long as possible.

Tucking the patch-worked blanket higher and tugging it around his daughter, Wheaty just smiled. The origins of dreamtcatchers, he had told both his kids that ancient legend. To protect the children from bad dreams, to help the spider woman Asibikaashi with that task. 

“Hm… we just haven’t had one for now. Mommy and I were too busy taking care of your brother and you. We just didn’t have time for bad dreams.”

He grinned, seeing the confusion on Aya’s tired face, as she had to give in to another yawn.

“You know what?”

Wheaty stroke one of her reddish blonde strands out of her face, before kissing her wispy hair. She looked so much like a tiny version of her mother, Wheaty would never stop being amazed over that. And she had him wrapped around her little finger just the same.

“Tomorrow we can make one together, alright? You can surprise mommy with that, I bet she will love it… but you will have to sleep for that now.”