Barrow Fields tiger's hunt

Moorhen was just as bewildered. Although she'd been sure that Julep was alive somewhere, it had never occured to her that they might one day meet again. Especially surprising was that today had become that impossible one day. Still, her body caught up to her brain soon enough, and she gave a tentative wag of her tail.

"You are alive," Moorhen replied with apparent pleasure, beginning to get the look of someone who had just discovered a happy accident, rather than someone who had just had a coconut dropped on their head. "Moorhen," she reminded the other girl, just in case she had forgotten. Moorhen had not known Julep's name until Coelacanth had reminded her. She'd also been surprised to learn that Julep was her cousin and not her sister, but looking back, that made the most sense, anyway. "You are Julep Cairn. I remember you - all the time."

In truth, she did not think about the girl all that often. But whenever she thought back on her childhood, she wondered what had become of the older girl. It was heartening to have the opportunity to have those questions answered.