Heron Lake Plateau Give the girl a gold star

Niamh was aware that Towhee's birth parents had died, and that she'd been raised by the Blackthorns. Though they were alredy technicaly related by blood- albeit distantly- she felt that Towhee was family, and therefore wanted her to be family to her children as well. And if Towhee had been raised by Blackthorns, then she'd make a worthy godmother...Though Niamh did tell herself as a quiet little aside- hopefully she wouldn't have female offspring. Female Blackthorns seemed to have a few screws loose. 

"I think you'll make a badass godmother." She said, and gestured softly at Towhee's leg, which she'd offered as a chewtoy. "Bum leg and all. But it could get better by then, ya never know. Otherwise, I'm sure you'll adapt with it. One of my relatives- who was totally related to you too- had all his toes bitten off by some psychopath. Could hardly walk....Ended up living like 17 years and having a bajillion kids." She said.