Sun Mote Copse Hidalgo

As the sun rose on a new day, Niamh took a moment of silence to think, considering everything which lay before her now. What she had begun unwillingly was life as a widow, left behind by her beloved after having only had a brief glimpse of what a lifetime full of love could have been. She couldn't believe it. Even though Colt's body now slept beneath the ground, and though she still bore a few small flecks of dirt on the feathers of her legs, she could not quite comprehend what had happened. Occasionally, the realization of some simple fact hit her like a wave of agony- at times it was the fact that her kids wouldn't have a father as they grew up. Sometimes it was the realization that she and Colt could have no more children together. Other times it was the fact that she would sleep alone, now, aside from the warmth of her children, she did not have her husband to lean on in the cool of night. She pushed the thoughts aside. It couldn't be possible. 

She forced herself to sober from these moments of unbelievable remorse and considered what the loss meant for the pack- where the young now outnumbered the adults. They had no defense against attacks, and it was an attack which had led to her husband's death. Colt had been incapable of defending himself, and as far as Niamh knew, no one had gone off in search of Kiwi to dispatch her completely, which she felt was unjust. Now, with Colt dead, she wanted justice more than anything. But they couldn't acheive any sort of thing when there were so many children, and so few adults. 

She took the day to think, and found each of the remaining adult pack members- @Elwood, @Finley, @Eljay and @Wraen, that when the sun went down, they should meet at the communal den area while the children slept, so that the pups would not have to hear their conversation- but they'd be close enough, sleeping, that none would have to worry about keeping a direct eye on them. She tucked her two in- before she left the den and sat in the dark, waiting for the others to join her. The moonless sky offered little aid for visibility, but she knew she'd be able to see the others' faces enough to read their expressions well enough. They had much to discuss- and she doubted any of it would be easy.