Hideaway Strath A diplomat thinks twice before saying nothing

@Towhee , @Phox , if you have time. Set some time before 17th September for plot purposes.

It was almost a month now since Colt's demise and Firebirds had not fallen apart yet. Finley was mourning and Niamh seemed to substitue sorrow for eager work. Wraen did not bother the former much, but now and then she checked the border markings of the latter just in case there were more body parts scattered around that needed to be removed. It was good to know that she was having Elwood's quiet support. There had not been many occasions up until now that would have required his help, but Wraen felt a lot safer for him being there. 

On the day she set out to talk with Towhee and Phox she called for Elfie to come along. Though he had not kept all ends of their bargain - he had not stirred any trouble and left the graves alone. As for apologizing, he argued that he would do it, when he truly felt remorse, which was not now and Wraen refrained from asking, if ever such time would come. Besides his excitement to meet his aunt and uncle of Asterism Grove was so great that Wraen did not simply have the heart of fobidding him to tag along. 

They walked briskly through the cedar forest, missed the hidden entrance of the pack the first time and had to turn around and find on the second go. By inspecting the myriad of footprints that led to and from the grove, Wraen guessed that their numbers had growed. All the better. She instructed Elfie to stay a little behind, with herself stepping forward, tipping her muzzle and howling for audience of either of the leaders.