Boartusk Heights a shotgun wedding & a stain on my shirt.

The female was controlled, with her reaction, which was perhaps delayed a bit, but Niamh could still sense that Aela was happy to hear her brother was alive and well. Good thing, too- perhaps, had Kodlak been on the lam, she might have endangered him if his sister was actually out hunting him down...But nothing about the sweet smile she gave Niamh was an indication that she held any hostility toward her brother, so Niamh shuffled that silly idea out of the way. She was rewarded, and Niamh- not exactly a picky eater- reached out and snagged the piglet's leg as it rolled toward her, pinning it under her feet. 

She gave Aela an appreciative smile and lay down. "Oh, for sure. He told me all about the North, about the lights and stuff...It sounds like you two come from a really beautiful place," She admitted- as she was still enamored with the way Kodlak spoke of his homelands. "He's not with my pack; we were just like...Northwest of here, in a glade," She said. "It's sort of at the base of the plateau, which is where I live. Dunno where he'd be about now, though, he seems like the type who's pretty adept at roving around."