Home Sweet Home?

Shiariel smiled when her son explained that he liked it here on the island, it gave her hope that she could also begin to mend things with Soren over time. But if what she feared would come to pass... she needed to talk to her son soon. But she would save it for another time, best not ruin what was left of the evening. When Shiariel heard however how Dyani's family was killed when the first Europeans began to come to the states she couldn't help but feel more sympathy for her since Shiariel knew it to be true to.

"I'm sorry to hear that my dear. No one should be forced to be alone like that by others." There was more hidden context to her words here as well. She was angry that the men who killed her husband and father to their son, but she was also angry at herself for all but abandoning her son. Not really able to think of much more to talk about though with the feeling and mood in the room she ate the food that was infront of her. Though true she got all of her energy from the Light that gave birth to her at her creation she ate to act human and out of habit, her husband and now her son both insisted that she eat when she could.

Food was important to Humans and mortal life. It was a time of bonding when someone invited you to eat with them and so after years of living with her husband she had adopted it to. Shiariel's mind was wondering as she ate, her face rather neutral as she tried to think of how she was going to broach the subject that needed to be addressed. Her mission, to keep humanity safe, and her mind telling her to let her son see this girl were conflicting. If she was to let Dyani go free into the world she would eat humans, those she was supposed to protect. But Dyani was also hitting that part of her heart with the associations with her son for her to accept Dyani.

When all the food was nearly eaten when Shiariel finally decided she needed to breach this certain block in her mental state...and it was going to hurt. "Dyani...I'm assuming you've told my son that you are a Windigo. Am I correct?" She was hesitant, and the two children sitting in front of her could probably hear that hesitation in her voice as she spoke to them. She also raised a hand letting Soren know, she was not trying to be confrontational and she had more to say once her question was answered. "and you have told him that Windigo's need to consume the flesh of mortal men to sustain themselves?"

Nodding appreciatvily at the two of them in particular to Dyani, for being open with her son on that fact. Her face still a little grim until she heard of the stores that sold human meat making her stomach turn out of a reflex sowed into her very being. But she pressed forward, "I will be looking into those."

She looke fully at Dyani now, "this is something I must tell both of you. I'm glad you both found each other and have a growing love for each other. That is part of life. This is something I've only ever told my husband..." She paused briefly this time allowing grief to show on her face.


"...when he asked why I'm so dedicated to my job, and partially why I was worst mom of the year. When I was created out of the light of heaven, the equivalent of Birth. I was givin a mission." taking another breath to keep her anxiety down she continued on. "that mission was to protect humans from the supernatural and themselves. Being only one angel I've tried my best."

She looked to her son with her eyes on the verge of tears remembering the year she drove her son away. "When your father died I....my mission overrided my own cares and wants. I had to find the ones that not only killed the man I loved, but had harmed a human." She didn't know what to say next as she remebered that night, so long ago but so recent.

"You had every right to be angry at me, I didn't know that could happen and... it ruined your life and made me a terrible mother." Shiariel herself was tearing up now. She didn't cry, she needed to be stronger then that. But it was plain that she was tipping on the edge of being too emotional. Shiariel knew that she wasn't going to be getting a lot of restful sleep tonight but she was here with her son...and a potential daughter in law...if everything went the way these two young people thought it would be headed.

When her son wrapped all of them under his wings she couldn't help but feel her own wings manifest and also wrap around the three of them. Unlike her son's wings, Shiariel's seemed to collect the light in the air and form the slightly glowing white wings of a full blooded angel. At a touch they were as warm as the sunlight on a calm spring day, and they were softer then the imagined fluffiness of the clouds themselves. Her wings were that of heaven while her son's were of the earth that was his home. "I'm going to be a better mom this time." She whispered to her son pouring her heart into the words themselves.