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Towhee spent a lot of time sulking lately. Every time she did bother to depart from her three main haunts (the borders, The Roost and the thicket), she only grew surlier. The place felt like a ghost town lately. Everybody was either off planning to leave for the copse or they'd left already. At least, that's how it felt to the Beta.

She was actually working herself into a bit of a rage at the moment as her footsteps carried her around the plateau. Why did she bother? Why should she waste her time protecting a place where nobody lived anymore? Soon, the pack would disband, the Redhawks legacy scattered to the winter winds. (She conveniently ignored the fact that Wildfire carried this very same torch, just under a different title.)

She momentarily forgot her sour temper when she found Tegan and Clover by the borders. She was so glad to see they were still here. The latter was standing over the former, who looked utterly dejected. Her happiness immediately turned to alarm—a dejected Tegan was downright unnatural—and Towhee bustled closer, barking, "What's going on? What's the matter?" even as she thrust her cold nose against his gray cheek.