Heron Lake Plateau sleeping children are still flying

Though it killed Niamh to wait to search for Screech, she knew that she should save her energy and allow X to scan the lands from above, and knew that at some point, he would report back. Impatience ate at her, but there was nothing she could do for now except patrol in order to make sure he didn't come back...And if he did, that he was to be permanently dismissed as quickly as possible. No sign of him appeared, though- the mute male had disappeared off into the rain, which had undoubtedly saved his life. 

...For the time being, at least.

When Quixote called out she bristled, but her tail slowly began to wag, showing the first sign of enthusiasm and interest she'd felt in some time. More than anything, she wanted to see that Raven was well, and the pups too. There was joy in his voice, indicating perhaps that Raven had been wrong about her estimate, and that the pups had survived. So after picking up a canter, she left her patrol of the borders and approached the densite, where Towhee had beat her to the chase. 

She moved to her friend's side and wordlessly flicked her ears forward. Still not terribly verbal, since the entire Screech incident, she merely asked with hopeful eyes and a slowly wagging tail about Raven's wellbeing and the state of the pups too.