Redhawk Caldera Banterland

"What do you mean - expect more of you than you were?" Dwin asked curiously, finding the concept unfamiliar. Maia and Eljay and the rest of the adult crew, who had helped to bring up the new batch of Blackthorns (and it is no small feat, because even half-blood Blackthorns mean a lot of work), had been nothing but encouraging to the kids. Of course - there were certain measures of discipline and lessons in good manners, but in regards of, who the kids were going to become - the sky was the limit. 

"Like grow a wings and turn into a bird? Or become a unicorn?" she chuckled.