Heron Lake Plateau 'Cause in this home nobody cries alone.

Her story of that day's events jived pretty well with Quixote's version. She did clarify the most crucial piece of the puzzle: Colt had tried to thwart her attack and knocked her out somehow. Towhee still wanted to know the specifics of that, though her Person definitely termed it an accident. She did use the word "probably," though, and Towhee's lips thinned as she shot Phox a glance. What did he make of all this?

"Qui said you changed your mind and went after Colt." She didn't bother mentioning the Alpha's concern over Niamh calling for help but not for Raven specifically, nor his irritation that she'd left Towhee in his care. She simply didn't care about those details. She'd raised the alarm, then waited until someone was with the downed Beta before splitting, so what was the problem? There wasn't one, in Towhee's opinion.

But she was immensely curious as to why Niamh exiled him, only to renege moments later. "I gotta say... 'thank you' doesn't really seem right, does it? But you kicked out your own mate for me. It sounds like you didn't even have to think about it, you just... did it. That's—I'm humbled by your loyalty, Niamh." She exhaled. "But why go after him? And what happened then?"