Heron Lake Plateau Speak of the not devil.

Fin was highly inclined to call back a No, she's out!" when she heard Towhee's summons. If only she'd had a daughter this time around, though she supposed if she pitched it just right, her voice could potentially sound little boy-ish like Cinder's or Tywyll's. It was amazing that after all this time, she still caught herself thinking and doing completely idiotic things like that. What good was masking your voice for a deaf wolf, I ask you.

With a sigh, the former beta crept out of the den to face the music. She was no longer angry about what had happened, but that didn't mean she had come to approve of the rank shuffle that had transpired. And technically, as a PM at the time of the shuffle, I shoulda had the right to veto. So there. Only that's just me channeling my inner Fin again, and Fin would most definitely have vetoed quite passionately. But anyway, the negativity she held still towards this made her reluctant to face her god daughter, especially knowing how apt she was to sticking all four feet in her mouth at once.

She didn't speak as she settled her gaze upon Towhee, but gave a silent nod instead. Cinder crept eagerly out after her, but Fin gave him a look that sent him scuttling backwards into the darkness. She'd keep that card in her back pocket until she needed a nice buffer. For now, the Blackthorn was willing to hear this out. Let's all just pray Elwood makes it to the thread this time.