Dragoncrest Cliffs Fire in your new shoes

Rather than oblige her mother's request, Blixen demanded to know what Wildfire meant. A smile crept across her face even as she caught herself admiring her daughter's prettiness as she cocked her head. She reminded Wildfire of her own mother, Blixen's grandmother, Fox. But those eyes peering at her so curiously were directly inherited from the Feisripa herself.

"For your younger brother and sisters, who'll be here in..." Her tongue pressed to the inside of her cheek as she tried to do some quick mental math. "Six weeks or so? If everything took," she added quickly, grinning a little foolishly as she broke the news to Blixen. What did she think of becoming an older sister?