Heron Lake Plateau The clock may run out on us.

Tame and quiet like a mouse hiding under the floorboards, Niamh lingered near Towhee as the others stepped in to carry her the rest of the way to her gravesite. She would pitch in, if needed, to help carry Orca across the lake to the Roost, and would offer silent, understanding support to Towhee who wouldn't say much more than she had. She was being incredibly strong- but Niamh could tell that it wore on her friend. It was a dreary end to an already horrible mission- and Screech was still out there. 

Defeated, and ready to throw in the towel at least for the rest of the day, Niamh would help with the burial before returning to Colt's glen to get some much needed rest.