Firefly Ravine black thunder

Were they Avi’s children, or another’s? Before Meerkat could ask, he tossed the question back at her. Her parted lips slammed shut as Njord’s face flashed through her mind. At the same time, her legs stiffened as the wind pushed at her flank. She took a few steps away from the edge, just to play it safe.

We’re the same: going strong, with many children, she called back, having to raise her voice even more, hoping the wind would carry her words to Prophet. She paused to do the math before sharing, Nine, actually! How many for you guys?

She had never added them up before. They’d certainly had a fruitful spring! Of course, that thought made her chest ache as she thought of her relocation, betrothal, marriage, pregnancy and birth. How had she ended up raising three children by herself, in the end?

It’s only temporary, she reminded herself before thinking to shout, Three belong to me. What about you? Were any of the rise’s young his?