Stone Circle Look up to the skies and see

Sure! Ill get that one started - I have a cute idea in mind.

The first two, she notices, get less of a reaction - but when her own sprig matches Althaia's, and the grey female again rains love upon her youngest, Witch understands that she needs to be careful with these things. 

The creamy girl works with her mother - despite being half the speed and sometimes biting too close to the herb - for a long while before feeling the rumble of hunger in her belly. After hastily tossing a last leaf, she nudges her way underneath Althaia and nips gently at the nubs she knows will give milk. Fully willing to drink right then and there if Althaia didn't move, she is at least patient for a few moments to allow her mother to decide where she wanted to go now.