Hideaway Strath And my axe

She was too grumpy and preoccupied to reply. Part of her wanted to suggest they go reclaim the plateau, yet she held her tongue. Towhee actually really liked this place already and, besides, it was much more suitable a homestead for the blind Fen. But thinking about it made her abruptly realize: she could visit Orca's grave at will. That was certainly a silver lining.

Phox changed the subject and mentioned a new recruit. "Happy to," Towhee said, jaw clenching a little. She could pour all this negative energy into more aggressively defending their turf, for sure. "I'll have to meet her, plus that other one," whose name she forgot at the moment.

Towhee went quiet for a while after that, stewing, but eventually broke the silence to say, "I still want to be sister packs and all. I'm glad you're okay with making visits. Because if I go anywhere near there right now, I'm not sure what might happen. So I'm gonna steer clear, at least for a little while." She shrugged, sure Phox wouldn't care. "I'll focus on border patrols, maybe see if any of our recruits want some mercenary training."