Redhawk Caldera Just go get beer.

Towhee's insides curdled like sour milk when she saw Fiadh's face contort. She couldn't hear her cries, yet she could feel them in the very marrow of her spirit. She whined again and took a tentative step toward the crying girl. She wanted to console the youngster, lick her face until the tears stopped, but would Fiadh let her, after what she'd just done?

She was caught off guard when Finley arrived, chest heaving. Towhee jerked, looking a little wild-eyed as she regarded the Beta. "I don't know what it is," she blurted helplessly. She would've wrung her hands if it was possible. "I didn't mean to hurt her. I was trying to get it off. But I can't." The Alpha felt powerless and it was a truly awful feeling.