Heron Lake Plateau Lots of booze, and lots of ramblin'

Truth be told, Niamh had definitely spent more time with Caiaphas' adopted charge than her actual daughter- so she didn't exactly know what to expect from the young girl. Niamh had a fair amount of respect for Caiaphas, simply because of the way she held herself, and acted. Svalinn was a playful, boisterous young lad- but she didn't know what to make of the dark girl who always looked sullen...No, sullen wasn't the word- Raleska always looked like she was judging the world, and that it didn't pass the test. She tried not to notice the girl's snarky look- but she did catch the fact that it lifted a bit when she was invited along. She didn't exactly have permission from Caiaphas to take the girl on a late night patrol- but she could always beg for forgiveness later. 

Once they were far enough away from the den for her voice to carry back, she gave the girl a welcoming nod. "Gonna do a quick patrol of the borders, if that's cool with you," She said. "It's always good to have backup at night," She said, hinting ominously that it wasn't quite safe enough for her to go alone, hoping that might intrigue the girl more.