[private] we're the wild ones

[Vastra]

There’s a beautiful, peaceful moment where Chel breathes in deep and Vastra does too - but neither of them are made for long peaceful stretches. Their family is one of movement, of challenges, and Chel takes to the idea of a climb with ease - moving off to the biggest tree in sight (of course! Vastra did not see her daughter shying away from anything). Vastra does, briefly, consider turning into a bird and flying right to the top of the tree. And she might have if Chel were a little older and they had at least a few flying lessons under them. As it was, the now-jaguar girl was too young and it seemed a little unkind to rub it in. It’ll only be a matter of time before her daughter starts outpacing her in any sort of race - but she’s the only one Vastra will happily lose to. It hardly feels like losing to hear her daughter laugh, after all - or see that wild grin. So the leopard stretches first before bounding after her daughter and then leaping in one practised arc to the lowest branch, before peering down. Her storm-coloured eyes are shining with laughter as she crouches, not immediately moving upwards, but instead waiting for her daughter to get up as well. A lazy paw dangles down as she waits for Chel and Atzi to join her. v a s t r a

artwork by space1993

@[Chel]