Heron Lake Plateau I don't love you; but I always will.

Her plan worked, because after only a while of lonely fear, something picked her up and set the world to rights.  The presence (well, some presence) was back, and she was plopped down next to Fig, who immediately settled on her like a weighted blanket.

Well, this was fine.  Oblivious to the painful, tense situation her father and aunt were dealing with, she too snuggled into Towhee and promptly fell asleep, safely nestled under her own brother's head.