Heron Lake Plateau And I've got the sides and all the corners- but there's a space

Niamh turned her head to look at Colt, slightly shocked when he said that Towhee had kicked him out. Fortunately, she didn't turn too quickly, and was able to keep her balance this time. He didn't seem too upset by the whole thing, and in truth, she could see how he and Towhee might not have seen eye to eye. After all, Colt had been the one, Niamh had noticed, to say they ought to just move on when they first came to the Plateau whereas Towhee had instead threatened to kill Screech, Niamh and Redshank. The tables had definitely turned now, though- she and Towhee were practically besties, and the thought that Towhee had once threatened to kill her was laughable. 

His reasons for not believing in Towhee, however, were fairly rational- but at the same time, she couldn't exactly take his side or accept his views. She was biased, now, and wasn't the best at being objectional. As far as she was concerned, Towhee had been doing fine as the alpha. She didn't know how to feel then, when he admitted that it was Quixote and Raven who'd brought him back, even though Towhee obviously didn't really want him to be around. "Hmm," She said. Immediately, she wanted to know what Towhee thought about the fact Quixote and Raven had basically undermined her past authority. True, they were the alphas and could do what they wanted- but did they simply disregard Towhee's feelings completely when they'd let him back in? "Have you talked to Towhee since you came back?" She asked, then. Towhee hadn't vented to her about anything, but then again, maybe that'd be news for the next time she saw her friend. "Are things like...Cool, or...?" She asked. Not that it mattered, though- the alphas had the final say.