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It was curious, in a way, how Clover's opinion differed so much from Raven's. Towhee's fell somewhere in the middle, of course, and was tinged with doubt. She didn't know the answer to her younger sister's question, so she shook her head lightly. Clover's trust in her judgment was appreciated, even if it made her sigh inwardly. Did she deserve that? Whether or not she did, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her nose to the youth's cheek, a gesture of gratitude for the support, as well as acceptance of Clover's reasonable objections.

Soon, Finley emerged from the den. Towhee immediately wanted to tell her godmother what was on her mind. But she had said Clover could go first. In the meantime, her orange eyes cast about for any sign of her uncle. Ideally, she wanted to discuss her thoughts with both godparents. Then again, Elwood hadn't been there for her promotion to Alpha, so perhaps he didn't need to be present when Towhee passed those reigns right back to the Blackthorns.