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No amount of chewing could remove the terrible device from around @Fiadh's throat—not without damaging the victim, anyway. There was a ripple of confusion, fear and wonder threading through the pack as a result of the alien apparatus's appearance, as well as the strange sights and sounds that had foreshadowed it. Towhee hadn't seen them for herself, nor heard them (obviously), though word on the street was that some large, dark objects had gone hurtling across the sky beforehand, making a horrible racket.

Her only consolation was the fact that the contraption didn't appear to be harming Fiadh directly, though it was cold comfort. Her insides were still roiling with apprehension as she roved around the borders, doing her best to pay attention to her surroundings but finding it difficult with the whirlwind inside her head. Eventually, she drew to a halt and heaved a great sigh, tipping her head backward to locate X drifting along above before she sidelined herself beneath the bare branches of an apple tree.

When the hawk dropped down in front of her with a silent whoosh, Towhee automatically looked over her shoulder, ears shifting as a familiar—if badly marred—face approached.