Sun Mote Copse Like a phoenix.

Her eyes twinkled when Niamh spluttered, enjoying her reaction momentarily before laughing and shaking her head. "Nah, I'd never give my offspring such a dumb name," she said dryly, giving her sister-in-law a pointed look before her easy smile returned. "I've decided to name her Suricate Redhawk-Blackthorn," Towhee continued in the next breath, eyes soft now, "but I'll call her Meerkat. My little..."

She'd begun to gaze adoringly at the little bundle of joy but she paused and made a point to spell out, -M-E-E-R-K-L-E.- Of course, that wasn't how it was spelled, but that was the point: wordplay. She huffed a laugh, realizing she should really get back into signing more now. She'd fallen out of the habit lately for whatever reason, though she definitely wanted to raise Meerkat (and Niamh's children too) to speak ptero fluently.

-"Thanks,"- Towhee made a point to say and sign simultaneously as she latched onto her share of the rabbit and made quick work of it. Although it was a little difficult to juggle eating, signing and holding a baby, she managed between bites, -"Have you and Phox thought of any actual names?"-