Redhawk Caldera coigreach ann an tìr choimhich

Every word reminded her of Ibis, and she turned away for a moment, breathing with some effort as sobs threatened her composure. Luckily, she kept the tears at bay, and it was only a few heartbeats longer before she was able to focus on Medb's lesson, a new appreciation for the woman—and where she had come from—in her heart.

Sure, Lilitu replied, grinning back. Let's find some holes.

With confidence that belied her long tenure with Brecheliant, she trotted ahead, eyes scanning the slopes for any signs of rabbit homes. There was— there. Carved into the hillside, burrowing deep underground. She poked her nose in, heedless of danger, and called out, Anybody home?

She thought she caught the faintest sound of rustling, somewhere within the darkness.

Nothing emerged, however, and Medb and Lilitu walked back to the rendezvous, the latter chattering in animated fashion of her own scattered (but still beloved) family.