Heron Lake Plateau If we pass in the night then just hand me a light

"Oh yeah, like your skull isn't thick enough," Fin muttered darkly, her last jab before allowing the others to hop into the conversation. She felt a stab of guilt over her brother's last words, but intermingled was a sense of victory, which also kinda sucked. She didn't like her brother hurting, but she also didn't like him thinking so low of himself. She couldn't stop him from hurting over Niamh, but she would at least see to it that he knew his family loved him.

Finley glanced at Quixote out of the corner of her eye, frowning a little. She knew Towhee and Phox were being a little brash and entitled, but they were still her kids. She was saved by having to reprimand her alpha (because since when did rank ever stop her) by Eljay, who spoke up with words sweet as honey, sweet as... Well, sweet as Eljay. 

"You could do that," Fin offered, though she didn't truly think it would help him get distance from Niamh. They would still be neighbors, plus she knew from her own experience with Hawkin that some heartbreak required all ties be cut for a while. She didn't have much more to say on that matter though, so she held her tongue to let Colt comment on that idea before she spoke further one way or the other.