Hideaway Strath How I wish you were here

Once Phox understood the situation, he told Niamh she and her kids would be welcome here: whatever she needed. Towhee's lips pursed but she said nothing. What would become of their sister pack with Colt dead and Niamh and the pups running for the horizon? But she didn't get to dwell on it long, much less say anything, before the golden she-wolf appeared to resign herself to her fate.

She couldn't hear Niamh's tone, though Towhee saw the defeat written in her body language. She frowned, glancing sideways at her brother. She shared Phox's fondness for Niamh, though their relationship hadn't been the same since she'd left to be with Colt. It was some sort of ironic that she would want to come running right back to them the instant he was out of the picture, though Towhee didn't give it too much thought. All she was trying to do was strike a balance between supporting her friend and their allies in the copse.

She said nothing for a long beat before sighing (much louder than she realized) and deciding to change tack. -"Don't worry about anyone but yourself and your kids. Like Phox said, do whatever you need to do."- If that meant she stayed here or went back to the copse, now or come wintertime, Towhee supposed they could all work it out. She frowned sympathetically at Niamh, unable to guess what she would ultimately decide to do.