Sun Mote Copse and, as in uffish thought he stood

I'm backdating this to last (Halloween) night! I'm also making a lot of assumptions, mostly about my own toon though... :)

Sugar was hardly a seasoned medic, though she did what she could to help make Towhee comfortable. She cleaned the visitor's wound without compunction and stood watch over her when the adults were otherwise preoccupied. Even after nightfall, when the others had crept off to their beds and Towhee lay motionless with sleep, Sugar remained glued to her side.

Sometime late in the evening, an owl hooted somewhere off in the woods. Sugar tipped her head and listened to see if the noise would come again. She heard the soft rush of wings, then a short, piercing cry. Silence resumed. The crickets and other nightlife had gone quiet weeks ago, so the lack of sounds pressed down on her almost heavily. She couldn't help but wonder if this was what it was like to be Towhee, who was deaf.

Her thoughts segued naturally toward @Fennec then. With the new moon hardly lending the night any light, the darkness was as thick as the silence. Unbidden, Sugar found herself quietly thinking, Is this what it's like to be dead?

Title from "Jabberwocky" by Lewis Carroll.