Hideaway Strath How I wish you were here

Maybe she should've seen it coming, though Towhee truly hadn't. She'd been too blindsided by the news of Colt's death to pick up any of the small clues. But now Niamh put it out there, verbatim: she didn't want to stay at the copse. The Kilonova assumed it was because it reminded her of Colt and everything she'd lost with him, though Niamh actually said she simply felt out of place. Towhee's lips twisted into a frown.

Before she could make a reply, she felt something bump her shoulder. For a split second, she thought it was X, returning with food as she'd bade her. But it was Phox. It was almost as if Niamh's mention had conjured him here. Towhee offered her fellow Kilonova a thin-lipped smile, wondering if he'd overheard anything. She assumed he hadn't, based on his blankly curious expression and his question.

Sucking in a breath, Towhee decided to save Niamh from having to repeat the bad news. -"Hey, so... Colt's dead. Kiwi attacked him and he died of his injuries. Niamh's concerned for herself and the kids. She says she doesn't want to stay at the copse."- Turning her face toward the pale she-wolf, she said, -"I know it's hard but they need you over there, Niamh."- And she didn't just mean that metaphorically either; with Colt dead, Niamh's departure with her kids might be the total undoing of the Firebirds pack.