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Niamh sat, even heaved a sigh by the look of it. But the fight did not go out of her. She gnashed her teeth about the trust Kiwi broke, a sting which Towhee could feel even from her relatively distant vantage point. She couldn't help but remember the time her niece had attempted to attack her, during a rut with a stranger in neutral territory. The memory rankled, especially now. It also made her miss Niamh's admission about training the yearling.

But she didn't miss the part about wanting Kiwi to suffer and die. Towhee could certainly relate to the drive for vengeance. -"I know how you feel,"- she said and almost told Niamh, right then and there, that it wouldn't work. Even if she managed to kill Kiwi, it wouldn't bring her the satisfaction she wanted, nor would it bring back Colt. Towhee knew all this from her experiences with Screech, though she decided not to bring that up now.

-"Why did she do it, do you know?"- Towhee questioned gently, finally spotting an opening to get some more context on the matter.