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Phox is talking over Quixote for the first bit!

Phox narrowed his eyes at Quixote when he spoke. If he thought that there was much between Towhee and Phox that wasn't shared, he was very, very wrong. Not only that, but he was Niamh's friend, too. Not only that, but as a member of the pack, he felt he was entitled to an explanation about why she "stepped down." The part about Colt not coming back probably should have been disappointing or surprising, but considering Phox had never liked him much in the first place, he only thought, "Good riddance." When Quixote looked at Towhee like she was the only friend Niamh had, Phox wrinkled his nose. Clearly, Quixote was out of the loop. Phox was pretty sure Niamh would've considered him a friend, too.

Not before, but while you were in charge while she was off looking for somebody, he corrected Quixote's first retort. The fuck are you on about, anyway? Wildfire is a Redhawk. Towhee should be leading this pack; she shouldn't be beneath you. Wasn't it clear to Quixote that he just didn't belong? Phox felt movement at his side, and he glanced over to see Camilla. Before he could react to that, Towhee was screaming at everybody's dicks, telling Camilla to scram. Thankfully, she also asked him to stay as his translator.

-Why is all of this so damn secretive, anyway?- he asked Towhee. -Pack is supposed to be family, and it sure doesn't feel that way lately.- Instead, they felt like one scattered mess. Why did Camilla have to leave? Why were Niamh's reasons for stepping down kept behind closed doors? Nothing felt right here.