Lost Creek Hollow from the day we arrive on the planet

she blinked affably toward rannoch, relieved that he had brought her a meal so she would not need to leave ashlar and dig through a cache. "i am well. tired, but happy." there was no need to tell him of her soreness, the weariness in her hips and spine; mona suspected these things would pass in time. "are you to be a father this year, rannoch?" she asked quietly, wondering after his pretty mate liffey.