Cedar Sweep I dropped the berry in a stream

Ragna realized with sudden, terrible clarity that Saena's pain must have been similar to what Ragna's own mother felt. She had disappeared when she was no more than three months old, and though Saena had an idea of where her daughters were, Thistle Cloud could not have known that Ragna had been found and cared for by another. It filled her with an uneasy regret and rekindled her desire to help. Pretty names, she commented, then listened carefully to Saena's description.

She was troubled to hear that they had been stolen away. Kidnapping had yet to become a reality in Ragna's life, something she heard of but never knew of closely. If such a thing was commonplace in these wilds, though, she was glad to know if it. Though the Malkaria had no sons nor daughters, it was only a matter of time. As with their parents, Ragna would be a stalwart defender. No child of Molech would be stolen under her watch.

That's terrible, she said firmly. I hope you find them soon. I'm sure they miss you. There was little other comfort Ragna could offer but her hopes and well wishes.