Hera's Box
Hope this is good, not that great at starting.
Night had set in Sulburi just a little while ago but Hestia was still up and moving. Mother and father were out of town again as was Dagda, leaving Hestia home to watch the house and her younger siblings. She had put the three young ones to bed earlier and right now, she was in the stable that was attached to the house.
Tanith was perched on one of the fences in the stable, her eyes watching Hestia as she moved around. Her mother had taken the janarim that resided in here with her on her trip which meant that it could be cleaned thoroughly, though Hestia was wishing she didn't have to be the one to clean, especially when she wanted to wander around the city a bit more. She shook her head, causing her auburn hair to fly around her, as she rested against the broom she had been using, pausing in her work.
"I can't wait until they can stay up longer and help me."
She spoke these words to Tanith as the lizard watched her, head tilted some. Hestia laughed softly, going back to her work when she heard a crash come from the house. Her attention moved to the door, her hands gripping the handle of the broom. She moved towards the door and edged back into the house, prepared to use the broom as a weapon if she had to. There shouldn't be anyone up to make a noise like that in the house. As Hestia passed by, Tanith jumped and perched herself onto her masters shoulder, the lithe muscles just as tense as her masters were.