Herbalists' Cache i do not know my part

star eater’s eyes softened at the sight of her. black hawk, steadfast as ever, loyal and unwavering. she had kept her post, just as she had sworn, and for that, morwenna was grateful. she smiled, a rare thing these days, though it did not reach the weariness in her bones.
thank you, she murmured, glancing down at the tiny bodies nestled against her. they were warm, safe, untouched by the war raging beyond this den. but for how long?
her gaze lifted again, more serious now. is there any news of... a pause, a flicker of something in her expression, unreadable. blackfell? sun eater? her voice was careful, as if the names themselves might summon them.
her ears twitched, as though straining for an answer before it was even given. what has come of it?