Heron Lake Plateau you're gonna go far, kid

She appreciated her sister's faith in her. In time she would come to see that the blame didn't rest solely on Towhee's shoulders, though in the heat of the moment, it was easy to blame the Alpha for ranking her so low. Wasn't it Towhee's fault for somehow not seeing her potential? She would never blame herself, either, for she worked as hard as her siblings and could never accept that she somehow didn't, but she would eventually let the blame fall to the wayside. Blame was for hurting feelings. It wasn't what Fiadh was about.

"Thanks, Clo," she said, hesitantly reaching forward to brush her clean cheek against her siblings' mucked up one. She snickered loudly when Clover compared Screech to Tywyll and Cinder. Their baby brothers were really good, though, but there was one sibling who hadn't been so good lately: "even more than Tegan during the move," but now her laughter was warm and well meaning. She felt for Tegan; he'd been chained to Towhee's side the whole way here. She knew it sucked and he'd had every right to pout about it. He was doing better now, she knew, and so it was nothing but a jest. She knew her sister would get it, too.

"Show me where you got that mud," she urged, eager to get her mind on happier things. "We should totally go try to spook Screamybaby tonight when it starts getting dark."