Sun Mote Copse But if I can make it to the street

Niamh chuckled at Nellie's observation and for a moment she was distracted by the truth about it. Not that Bronco was weird- but he certainly seemed weirded about reproduction more than Niamh would have expected. It was probably a talk which should have come from his father- maybe he would have accepted the education better from a male role model, but...Niamh had to be both parents, which meant handling the Dad things too. She couldn't help but think that Colt probably would have laughed his ass off, had he seen the look on Bronco's face. 

Niamh drank from the stream, looking up when Phox mentioned checking in on his kids. Their gaze met, and she gave him a smile held mostly within the sparkle of her eyes, knowing he would be back again later to see her. Nellie hastily slurped up the water that had been in her mouth and bid him an adieu with almost keen fervor. She was certainly glad to see him go, which hinted even more that the boy with the orange-ish eyes...Wasn't a boy. He was a man- and he was the man that Niamh was courting. But she had to cover it- she couldn't reveal her secret, nor did she want to point Nellie's out, so instead, she chuckled, and gave him a nod. Once he had walked far enough away, Niamh winked at Nellie. "Fig, eh?" She prodded. Figment's eyes were not orange-ish...But she wanted to derail Nellie a bit. She chuckled again and yawned, stretching out until her toes touched the water's surface. Mid yawn, she spoke- mouth wide open so that her words became a slurred "H'oooo eeee-ooo heee-ooo's," She said, more nonsense than anything, before she snapped her mouth shut, licking her lips with satisfaction. She had a drink, and now it was time for a nap. "Nappytime for Momma," She said, blinking slowly, and doing her best to give Nellie nothing but a motherly smile. "How about we do brunch tomorrow? Meet at the Nest and go for a hunt?" She suggested.