---POV: Terra---
When we made it to the country kitchen, Momma Rogue was moving from the first stove range to the other and I could smell the breads and meats cooking. I don’t know if it was bacon…it actually smelled like tri-tip. I had to ask. “Hey Momma Rogue, what’s for breakfast?”
She turned and waved to us. Lily snuggled in closer to my shoulder, but pulled out one of her hands to waive really fast before slapping it back on my chest. I coughed a bit, but discretely. This kid is going to be a strong one. “Oh, you know, the basics. Tri-tip, eggs, toast, country gravy and biscuits, fruits, oh and for those who don’t make it on time, bacon.” I could hear my stomach growl. I haven't had this much food for breakfast in a long time. Granted, Mya and I loved cooking, but we never had time
