Sun Mote Copse sonder

The young female was smaller than Njord expected… tiny, even… with a coat the color of marcescent leaves. It seemed like the frequent meals had helped improve the girl’s rail-thin appearance and attitude. She did not act feral, as Meerkat had originally described.

Njord set down the hearty meal before the girl. “For you,” he said and rolled the hare towards Auburn with a push of his nose. “My name is Njord… I am the Laird, leader, of Sunmote Copse,” he explained. “You’ve met my wife, Meerkat, an’ son, Skipjack…” his voice trailed as if to give her a stage to explain her intentions.

Would Auburn only take, and never give?