She looks at the kids. "Maybe in a few hundred years," she murmurs.

"...maybe what?"

"I'm twenty-one, I'm not interested in being a parent just yet, and it would be weird to parent someone older than I am, and I think I could handle spending a couple of centuries--oh right you don't have any de-aging magic here. My kind of magic can de-age people. I fully intend to be around for the next foreseeable ever."

"Oh. We usually know if their parents are going to get them when they're twenty."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Do you need me for anything else?"

"I don't think so."

"Thank you again," says Ehail, and she teleports away.

The shrens are very solicitous of her and will let her look at them all she wants.

Great. How the hell are they not dead.

Precariously.

How do their wings tie into it?

Helpfully, if your goal is for the shren to be alive!

She would like mechanism, please, not efficacy.

Like this.

Yup.

The Corenta house doesn't have one...

The Corenta house is in Corenta, which means it's in something-approaching-reasonable flying distance of the wizards she knows.

Corenta's a long skinny country, but yes, her wizards are over there.

Great. She needs to be teleported to the Esmaarlan shren house again.

Sure. Pop.

"Jensal! Jensal!"