Wheeling Gull Isle sorrowing, sighing, breathing, dying

It worried her to hear about so many gone missing - especially Fern and Mur, who were still so young - but Moorhen was relieved enough by Thresher's return and by her own that she was able to push this aside and say, Some lost, some found, in a somewhat rallying tone. New lamb, she added, gesturing to Radcliffe. Redcliff.

She might've gone on to ask after the rest of the family, but it seemed that Coelacanth had a question of her own. Moorhen gaped at her for a moment, bewildered by the question. She had failed her mission, but Coelacanth wanted to press more responsibility upon her? The very idea made her shake in her proverbial boots, but this was her Aralez - Moorhen could not deny her. I will be Akhlut, she agreed with a firm nod, her wide eyes betraying her surprise over this development. But their attention was soon turned back to the boy, who Moorhen remembered she was worried about.

Hurt foot, she fussily agreed, encouraging the boy to show Coelacanth his paw.