Heron Lake Plateau The still, cold world.

On one hand, Towhee didn't appreciate blatant shows of disrespect among pack members. She wasn't one for overbearing posturing, yet she expected her pack mates to conduct themselves appropriately. On the other, it was kind of fun watching this young girl sass her brother. Her brows lifted as she looked at him, wondering how he would respond to the underhanded remark. But then Kiwi said something and Towhee turned sharply, catching the apology right before the youth prepared to slink away.

She wasn't really in the business of handling moody teenagers, so Towhee made no attempt to call her back. Let 'er go, she thought with an inward shrug. Facing Phox again, she nudged him with her elbow. "Do you need some ice for that burn?" In the next moment, she hoisted a forelimb to the back of his head, hoping to smash his face into the snow at their feet.