Sun Mote Copse Othan.

Bat was alive, again.  Kiwi had accepted it, buried it and her, and now again she was yo-yo'd back into her life.  This time she hadn't left by choice, but did that matter? She just kept leaving, and on purpose or not, Kiwi couldn't sort it right now.  

Her expression was fairly neutral until thankfully, Towhee asked her a question.  It took her a second, but she nodded, and her eyes regained some of their previous purpose.  Yeah.  She's here somewhere.  Wildfire would be thrilled, no doubt, but... no.  Later.  Kiwi sent up a call for Wildfire specifically, an important one.