Dimitri sighed, but Felicity noticed the corner of his mouth twitch upward. "Fine, but no talking, we need to be quiet."
Frost nodded solemnly, pressing a finger to his lips in exaggerated silence.
The night deepened around them, the stars emerging in the clear sky above. Despite the tensions and dangers of their world, moments like these reminded Felicity why she fought so hard to keep her strange family together. Even in this broken world, there was still room for connection, for protection, for love.
As Lucan finished her braid, tying it off with a small piece of fabric, Felicity felt the weight of exhaustion finally settling over her.
"Sleep, little fox," Lucan murmured, his voice a gentle rumble. "We'll keep watch."
Felicity nodded, her eyes already growing heavy. As she drifted toward sleep, she heard Frost whisper something to Dimitri, and the man's low chuckle in response.
