Heron Lake Plateau I fought death and lost.

Her ear twitched when Raven's breath tickled it. Her older sister was saying something—she could feel the vibration against her earlobe—so she moved to look at her mouth. Towhee's ears slid backward, almost wondering if the caregiver could read her mind. She didn't dwell on it, instead flashing her older sister an appreciative smile... that quickly disappeared, to be replaced with a pensive look, at Raven's next few words.

"Maybe," she answered noncommittally, trying not to feel hurt by the juxtaposition of the two statements. Raven wasn't wrong to suggest what she did. It aligned with Towhee's own plans somewhat (although not exactly). If anything, it was probably too generous even calling Towhee a "pretty good" Alpha, at least right now. She liked to think she'd done an all right job up until now, though recent events had her doubting herself—deeply.

"I'll find them tomorrow," she said. "Thanks for listening to me, Rave, and helping me clean up," she added, then glanced at their dark surroundings. "Would you wanna go on a tour with me? I need to get back to the borders soon but I'd really like to check out what's actually inside this territory too."