Sun Mote Copse sponsored by otters holding hands while they sleep.

Nellie seemed to beam as she was praised, meanwhile, her little rebel of a son had decided to latch onto Finley's foot, and while Niamh probably would have screeched at him had he chosen to bite her, she held her tongue and let Finley handle it. Rather than getting snappy with him, though, she went into play mode and flopped down, which seemed to appease Colt's little lookalike something fierce. Niamh rolled her eyes and chuckled, reaching down to nudge Nellie gently. 

"G'wan, my childspawn- git your Auntie!" She encouraged dryly, relaxing a bit now and laughing as she watched her kids make a fuss out of Finley, who made it seem so natural to engage with someone else's kids.