Larksong Grotto Jigsaw Puzzle

At first, Nova thought the boy might actually come to her, cross the borders. Nervousness for his fate fluttered in her ribcage -- her memories flashed to the feral visitor of the willows, Warbone's wrath towards both him and her for allowing it -- but it was quelled as he stopped. 

The golden boy announced himself with a polite hello, but when he announced his surname, Nova barely heard his request. Rose. A Rose! Her icy eyes lit up with instant love and passion, and as she stopped she couldn't help but send a gentle, dainty paw towards his shoulder. 

                 "Marley's kid, or Holly's?"

Surely, he would know what she meant -- the boy was much, much too young to be a sibling of hers, and as far as she knew, there were no other Rose's. In her gaping excitement, begging for an answer on the edge of her "seat", she forgot to give her own name....

And her manners didn't seem to be coming to mind anytime soon. Shit, was she really a respectable Rose?