Heron Lake Plateau take me as i come, 'cause i can't stay long

It seemed that Ceara was finally through- and she didn't attack, which was what Niamh had thought she might do. Finally ruffling her feathers, Niamh abandoned her search for lunch- probably not the best idea, given the fact that she was still quite hangry- and began her search for the closest alpha, which she discerned to be Quixote...Bothering Raven who was god knows how pregnant by now wouldn't be terribly polite, she figured. Plus, she already knew that Raven had a soft spot for her, and if Ceara went crying to Raven, she'd be better off going to Quixote.