Wheeling Gull Isle tu me manques; where did you go?

It's a little strange here without borders to reinforce and patrol constantly. Things had always been different on the island but now - well. She's also more prickly because of the children and they're old enough to shuffle around and get into mischief now. Hemlock saw Droman's catch and pride welled in here. "Did you catch these?" She asked quickly, watching the boy curiously. She grinned as she spotted Reed and the interactions between them - hoping that her spitfire would be as proud of her sweet brother as she was. 

"Reed, what have you been up to my dear?" She asked. It seemed like they'd all done their own exploring and Hemlock had found a good place to start a cache of her herbs. With blessed spring approaching the healer was more than excited about the idea of getting back to her work. She had forgotten how the winters drained her without the ability to be helpful.