Moonspear few experiences, what you really are

Definitely Bleach. Norah thought to herself, noting, how very proud the kid was of her parents, whose names meant nothing to her. Nonetheless she opened a file for Jarilo and Kukutux too, to find out, who they were and what were they made of sometime later. Eventually she would learn the names and habits of them all, but at present she was in no hurry. 

The one she had christened Bramble was either very shy or had not yet recovered from the shock of mistaking Norah for someone else. Though the woman was in no particular place to instill sympathy or be liked, she hoped that there were no negative associations tied in. Being feared was never practical. "Ciri and Sialuk - lovely," Norah smiled coolly, looking from one to the other. 

"Norah," she introduced herself finally. "Ain't you two too small to be so high up here?" she asked, sounding a little patronizing intentionally, only to hear vehement protest in return. You had to keep those buggers entertained somehow.