Heron Lake Plateau she's tore up plenty, but she'll fly true

Honestly, she felt bad for Finley. They'd just dropped an enormous bombshell right on her out of the blue. Hell, two bombshells, actually. She could almost see the beta female's brain struggling to compute everything she'd just been told. She felt a fleeting pang of regret for not waiting until a more suitable time to bring up the pregnancy, but when the spotlight had been thrown onto her, she'd sort of panicked. And maybe some small part of her had wanted to save Towhee from the momrage unpleasant reaction she was sure she'd get from Finley.

After a moment of stunned silence, Finley put Raven's news on the back burner for the moment and laid into Towhee. Raven was paying attention, so she did notice the very subtle wobble of Towhee's lip as the girl struggled to keep it together. She didn't say or do anything to draw attention to it, but she did take a small step closer to her younger sister just as a gesture of support and solidarity, if nothing else. It was strange, how emotions worked sometimes. Just a few moments ago, she'd been pissed as hell and wanted to choke Towhee herself...but now she felt a little defensive of her sister as the elder female questioned her. But Raven understood Finley's feelings well, and she knew that the beta had every right to demand an explanation for this clusterfuck sudden turn of events. It hadn't been that long ago that Raven had encouraged Towhee to remain in the alpha position and to take guidance from the beta pair, so this had to be a seriously jarring thing for Finley to walk into all of a sudden.

So Raven kept quiet, her only reaction to the conversation being the shifting of her ears rearward as her eyes moved from Finley to Towhee and back again, following their exchange. She hated to be in the middle of this, and to be at least partially responsible for the bad feelings on both sides, but there seemed to be little she could do about it right now.