A Beeline isn't Straight

She smiled down at little Lyra, taking her time and walking at an easy comfortable pace for the little one.
"Of course you're short! You'll grow though! I'm sure you might even be taller than me when you grow up!" She remarks with a small laugh.

"Lyra Rum-Spice! Such a wonderful name! I'm glad to meet you, Miss Lyra." The poor girl was probably pushed to all kinds of limits here. She didn't take the Raiders to be slackers in raising their young, not with progeny the likes of Deluge, Calliope, and Scald standing nearly as a testament to their strength. From who she knew anyway.

The girl asked if she was from the Raiders and Morwenna giggled, "In a sense, yes. I'm returning after being away for a while. I'm hoping to visit Deluge and Modesty. Who are your parents Dear One?" She asked lightly, enjoying the easy pace.