~1 year later~

Humming a quiet tune as she gently pulled the brush through his soft white hair, Dalia couldn't help but smile to herself. Between her legs quietly at her nearly one year old son, the white haired boy named Tarance. At first she worried non stop about being a good mother, but it proved to be quite easy as time went on. You feed him, change him, and put him down for bed. Even in such little time, she found a lot of interesting things about her child. After getting him cleaned up from being born, she was surprised to see his oddly colored eyes. One was like his father's, a bright almost glowing green that stood out in the darkness. The other was almost like an ball of darkness, a white pupil being the only thing that told her he had an eye there in the first place. Even though he was a newborn, he did have quite the personality for such a young age. He was quiet, rarely ever crying unless he absolutely wanted to. Even now he was quiet, never really wanting to say his first words. Though Titan always pushed him to, he remained a mute when it came to forming words. He communicated by pointing or just staring at things, but as time went on his parents grew used to it. He was their only child after all, and they were gonna love him no matter what happened. "There you go, we're all done Tarance." She said as she finished brushing his hair, freeing him from his sitting position. He only quietly got up, doing outside into the snowy abyss that sat beyond their front door. The snow always interested him, always keeping him  entertained for hours. Dalia could only giggle, watching as he sat on the porch to watch the snow fall. She went outside, sitting next to him as they quietly watched the snow fall together. Something so simple, yet it seemed like it ment so much to him. "You really love seeing the snow don't you?" She asked, getting a small nod in response. The wind blew, causing both of them to slightly shiver as it sent chills through their bodies. 

"Mama." She heard a quiet voice say, causing her to look down at her little son in a bit of shock. He was staring right at her, eyes sparkling with curiosity and innocence. "C-cold." He finished, tugging on her sweater sleeve. Deep down she wanted to scream with joy, but she had to stay calm so she didn't scare her poor child. She smiled gently as she pulled him closer to her, wrapping him in a gentle hug as the wind continued to blow. "Yeah it is cold, but I'll always be here to keep you warm my little snow boy." She said, the two of them giggling.