Sun Mote Copse Won't you take my cane and hold my hand

She was already impressed by Niamh's resume, then she mentioned Kiwi. The mother's brows raised. She still couldn't coax her facial muscles into a smile, though she waved her tail approvingly. Oh, you're definitely in, she thought.

What she said out loud came out a tad more professional: "Well, you sound like a wonderful fit. Welcome to Firebirds, Niamh." The Sovereign paused, glancing between the pair, then added, "I'll let Colt give you the grand tour and whatnot. I'm sure we'll meet up again soon, Niamh. See you two."

She gave them their privacy, as much as she didn't want to be alone. She drifted toward The Nest again, then decided to actively search for someone else to keep her company.