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He grinned at her reply. She'd always been catty, and he didn't see that changing anytime soon. The silence that settled was a comfortable one between them. Phox thought about when he had come back from running off, and he had wondered then if Towhee would ever talk to him again. Now, months later, he couldn't imagine a world without her. To be fair, he hadn't been able to imagine it when he had left the first time. It was nice to be back here and feel like he belonged.

Towhee's expletive broke his train of thought, and Phox looked up sharply at the moon. That deep unsettling feeling grew stronger, and his instinctive reaction was to begin howling at the large red disc in the sky. It seemed entirely out of his control.