Dragoncrest Cliffs Is it peaceful? Is it free like they say?

She revels in her mother's voice, and gentle gesture, taking both as comfort. 

I am glad to be free of that den. It becomes stuffy after so long. The mere thought makes her nose wrinkle. 

Tell me, mother — what have I missed! Much, I am sure. She wouldn't have been able to say just how long she'd been out of it, if anyone had asked. While she lay still in the den, the others would have continued to move around as her as they normally did.