Chimney

"Ty-too-nee-dee," Osprey spelled the name after girl had said out loud and memorized it for future knowledge. It was good that Peregrine didn't have that many children at the moment, for remembering all of them would be very difficult. She sometimes wondered, whether her parents, who had at least two dozens of kids in their lives recalled all their names and she hoped that they had. It wouldn't be very nice to realize that your own mom or dad greeted you like a stranger.

"Yup," she nodded in agreement. Of course, there were whole lot of them back in the Falcons and scattered around the world. The Redleaf-DiSarinno family tree kept branching in every single direction and it was needless to know them all, because only those, who were present, mattered the most. "So... the last time I saw you - you were a tiny little baby," she didn't mention the fact that at that time it had been hard to tell her apart from Junior. "My fault that I don't know much about you - do tell a little," her ears perked forward and she looked curiously at the girl. "And you can ask any question about me."