Sun Mote Copse forgetting you in the cabaret

Niamh nodded, though the thought of not living on the plateau still made her heart ache a bit. That had been her first home here- and she’d left it. Still, she was close, and still related in terms of the relationships of their packs. Whether his comment was made because he didn’t like pointless violence or because he didn’t want Towhee to thump his ass, she couldn’t tell- but nevertheless she half-heartedly agreed with him.

He didn’t seem to want to stick around, but she needed to integrate herself into the pack better. ”Hold up a sec,” She said, hastily digging a hole and depositing the bird there before she squatted and marked the place. ”I’ll join you. I’m a guardian, but you probably know the ins and outs of this place better than me. Could you give me a tour?” She asked. There, that wasn’t so bad- she could spend quality time with someone who wasn’t Towhee...It felt forced, but not the worst thing in the world either.