Falls of the Hinterlands suckin' on my tendies

Bat snorted at Apple's observation about making babies, finding the subject as humorous as any other adolescent. As little attention as she'd paid to pretty much anything as a child, she distinctly remembered that particular lesson with @Portia. But the light in her mercury eyes flattened and her lips pressed together at this brief reminder of her previous life. She'd been successfully repressing most of her Drageda memories since her foray into King Elk Forest. Bat forcefully took this errant thought of her birth pack's medicine woman and threw it into a dim closet in the back of her head with the rest, slamming and locking the door, then wallpapering over it and putting a bookshelf there for good measure.

Blinking back to the present, the youth smiled at the mention of the Redhawks' nest. What a great term for it. "I'd take you there now but it's pretty late and I'm gonna stay here and keep an eye out for another sighting of the ghost rainbow," Bat said. "But I can give you directions, or we can meet up sometime and I'll take you then. Up to you!"