Gyrfalcon's Keep Clé go mo feistí féin (Left to my own devices)

After settling after her children's little tustle, she flashed a smile up at Kieran. "I 'ope zey are." From their movements, they were certainly lively in there. She hoped that they would live past their first year and grow into strong, healthy adults. But wasn't that what every good mother thought?

Her head cocked at the name of the 'Creek'. She recognized the name, but did not know much about them. They were too far north for her to really encounter any of them back in Silvertip and even in Wheeling Gull Isle. "Ze are good to you? And are zey open for more members?"