Heron Lake Plateau The fire in my eyes is leaving

Falling in sync with Niamh's steps, Blondine laughed and sighed, That'll do. She thought that it was cute, the little name that she'd been given, but it did worry her to think that it might blossom if not corrected. Oh, well. Not like she'd be around for that anyway. Patrolling, I see. Never was my cup of tea, I must admit.

Thoughts of the time before becoming a caregiver drifted into Blondine's mind, striking up a lukewarm smile. What a fool she was to think that she'd ever make it as a hardass.