god, i cannot WAIT to see morrigan as a mom.
"Mama, look, I have found a small, well decorated toy griffon!"
"That's nice, dear."
"Mama, would you like to play with it?"
"No, dear -"
"I think it'd be awfully fun. Oh, look how it can fly, Mama!"
"Yes, I -"
"Look how it can fly!"
*The griffon is now flying perilously close around Morrigan's face, OGB making loud squaking noises as the griffon swoops about his mother's nose. Morrigan's eyes slowly narrow as this continues, until suddenly she rips the toy from his arms and stomps it to pieces; the child is devestated*
"And suddenly I realise why Flemeth smashed my mirror those many years ago."