Seaside Moors People ought to stick together, that's the way to make a crowd.

Rosalyn was silent for a moment, aware that all eyes were on her after Raleska managed her question.  The struggle was obvious... and yet as much as it begged her to break, she couldn't.

They'll have two, Rosalyn answered.  Just like their mother.  This she said more quietly, but then she rose, turning.

Come.  We need to get them inside.  She should be inside too.  Though the meeting itself was fraught, it was more than that setting her on edge.  She did not like being here, so far from her den, right now.  It drew her, and she would not wait to ensure they were following before beginning the trek back.