Honeyed Pasture the unexpected turn

 

Hemlock wasn't surprised to hear that they had intentions to reclaim the island. She had viewed it as a fortress and had sought it was a refuge for her family. Now that her band had distinctly diminished she was nervous both about keeping her lingering children in line and making sure that they had plenty of supplementation through their educations and growth. When Stockholm offered for them to travel together Hemlock's tail swayed pleasantly behind her. "We would welcome the company." She admitted with a breathy laugh. "And no doubt the children will talk your ears off." She said as she glanced back towards the forest she'd left behind. 

When Coelacanth approached Hemlock stilled; she was just as nervous even though she liked the girl a touch of Lotte's ferocity had rubbed off on her. She was very protective of those she considered her own, and, the dark sprite had fallen into that fold somewhere along the line. When she was touched so gently Hemlock extended her muzzle, touching briefly to Seelie's dark temple before she drew back. "We could go gather the children - unless you would rather we meet up again later?" She didn't want to interrupt after all.