Heron Lake Plateau ashes against the grain

As far as interruptions went, Niamh couldn’t imagine much that would have merited disdain had they called her to ask her to join the leadership while she was in the middle of it. She’d caught the grouse for them and had brought it with her, so at least they hadn’t interrupted a hunt. She laughed at Quixote’s remark and gave him a coy look. ”That how this mateship business works?” She asked, ”Not sure I want to marry into the position of scapegoat,” She teased, giving Raven a wink. 

She reclined then, and set her head down on the ground so she was at eye level with the pups, and uttered a soft chuff to Vasa, who looked like she needed something fun to do. ”I was gonna stop by and see the squidgens anyway,” she said, ”Though they’re not quite as squidgy anymore. Growin’ some fast, huh?” She asked rhetorically, lifting her eyes to Raven.