Lost Creek Hollow great, i'd like your $8-est bottle of wine please

Liffey was unaware of the great opportunity she had forced her son to lose out on, so she merely smiled as he became distracted by the rabbit and began to crawl all over it. She thought of Breccan as she watched him. Her eldest son had been tiny like this once before too, but now he was grown and was able to catch rabbits like this one all on his own. One day, Aengus would be grown too. All of them would. It made her sad and wistful already.

Maybe her hormones hadn't quite settled yet.

"You're a fan of rabbit, aren't you?" Liffey cooed as she watched him, dropping her head down between her paws. There wasn't much she could do to try and play with him while he explored her dinner, but she was content to remain just like this.