Skyla was rocking Arata in her arms trying to put her to sleep. She had been restless, so Skyla was singing her a lullaby. The cute ridges on her forehead were slowly dissolving.
"Sleep my child,
Sweet dreams to you
My precious one
My only one."
She was taking a walk in the corridor, the weather had gotten chillier outside so Skyla didn't take the little one out.
Arata's half-hooded eyes were closing slowly as she struggled to stay awake and cry more. Skyla couldn't help but smile warmly at her daughter.
"Skyla! Is she asleep?" Meena walked over and asked in a hushed voice so as not to disturb her granddaughter.
"Almost, two more minutes and she will be out," Skyla answered slowly.
"Come, we will have tea then." Meena helped Skyla put Arata in her cot. They covered her with the blanket Meena had knitted for her. Cuddles sat snuggly beside Arata, watching over her.
