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Grateful that Wraen didn't pry further, he gave a nod, eager to get past the two and the hell out of dodge for awhile. He'd find some info on these Nightwalkers and hopefully work off some tension. 

Phox, of course, wasn't about to let anything go, and Pippin regarded him coolly as the swarthy wolf called him to stop. He had always liked Phox--maybe he still did, just not in this moment. But Wraen's initial words of how tightknit Firebirds family blood ties ran was more than apparent to him now. And Towhee had made it more than clear it hadn't included him. 

No wonder no one outside of their ranks wanted to stay. Yet what good would pissing them off so? Then he wouldn't even be able to see Meerkat. 

"It means nothing, Phox. Just like Towhee has said that Meerkat's resemblance of me means nothing, too." He paused, pointedly looking at the dark wolf. "I already said sorry, Phox. So let's just drop it. It's already been made clear that it's not even a conversation worth having by your sister."