Sun Mote Copse I'll steal a car, or a bike or whatever there is to steal

Though the past few days had been warmer, it seemed like Spring wasn't quite ready to announce itself, though Niamh had a feeling that it might be an early one. She hoped it would be, anyway- as any amount of winter was too much winter for her. The temperature, which had hovered around the freezing mark, had dropped back down again, but she still harboured some hope that winter would be over and done with as soon as possible. At least the herds had come back, which piqued her interest, but...She wasn't quite sure she should be, in her hormonal state, going far from the pack. 

She finally let herself roam around a bit- assuming Bronco was patrolling the borders as a means of avoiding her- and decided it might be best to hunt down @Wraen, as she figured it might be best to speak with her and come clean quickly rather than too late in the game. It wasn't as though she could change what had happened, nor would it curb her feelings, but...As a leader, she did feel as though she had some input, and her input was that she simply be left be to do what she wanted. Wraen had wanted her to be with the Blackthorns in the Honoree rank- and part of that, she convinced herself, was to carry on popping out babies to hopefully compete, one day, with Finley's record.