Heron Lake Plateau oh to be alone with you

Niamh was glad to hear that Screech had been able to stand up to Towhee after all, and had obviously kicked her around a bit. She wished she’d been able to take a chunk out of someone as well, but getting away and finding Screech again had been more important.

The wary gaze Redshank gave her was not missed- and was met with one of indignant confusion. What the hell was that all about? She had no idea, still, that he regarded her as a turncoat, that he thought she’d taken Raven’s side while she’d actually positioned herself there to protect Screech’s blind side.

Her gaze focused back on Screech, hardening at first when he said he wanted to join the Redhawks. She growled softly- she felt betrayed. She and Redshank had just defended his ass to a whole pack of wolves, and he’d just gone and given in without telling them...But as he continued, it appeared that he had a plan. Redshank didn’t seem to care, and seemed more betrayed than anything- but Niamh was intrigued.

”Are you sure they’ll just allow the lot of us to join with them, after everything that just happened?” She asked. She frowned. ”Even if they do let us in, they’ll probably treat us like shit...” She said, trailing off as her attention was snagged by the scent of another female in the area. She curled her tail over her back and growled, searching the girl out and making it clear with posture alone that the three of them were busy- and she was unwelcome.