The Sentinels To the lepers in your head

"I keep asking them this all the time," Osprey replied, looking at her swollen sides and arching her eyebrows, as if waiting for their response. A kick followed and she rolled her eyes. What could you expect of unborns really? "They tell me nothing," she shrugged. 

"Flowers can be a treasure. Anything that has value in your eyes is treasure," she worded her statement a bit differently and was reminded of an old kid's tale about the golden flower that could heal any ailment and how much misery it had caused in the process. 

"Well, we can start by inspecting this hollow - is it any good?" she asked, thinking that if she wanted to find a new place for her children then the best way to do was asking a child herself - was this spot good enough for her?