Noctisardor Bypass Diving too deep for coins.

Fiona did not have the innate ability to care for children like Heda seemed to, but she knew enough about their growth and development to keep them alive and healthy. One of them—a black and white one—squirmed free from the group, making it known in that wolf cub way that she wanted something.

The witch nudged her close, inspecting her for any abnormalities. She wasn't sure if this was one of Druid's or one of Heda's, but perhaps at this point it didn't really matter. All six of them were being nursed by both, and as far as Fiona was concerned, they were all useless lumps.