Sun Mote Copse haters gonna hate

Niamh's brow raised as she was given nothing more than a mere glance from the gold-tinged male, who then turned his gaze to Towhee. She tilted her chin up slightly, and couldn't help the slightly sly grin that tugged at the very corners of her lips when Towhee moved to his side, and vouched for him. Her eyes went from the male, to her best friend, and she immediately assumed that perhaps there was something more going on there than what met the eye, and Niamh immediately wanted to drag Towhee to the side and prod her for answers. As much as she liked the look of the guy herself- if this guy was Towhee's beau, he was off-limits. All Niamh would have to do now was make sure that he was worthy of her. 

In Pippin's favour, Niamh was willing to accept anyone that Towhee would vouch for, and offer to take care of. "I trust Towhee's judgement," Niamh said quietly to Wraen, ever willing to follow Towhee's lead. It was perhaps the beginning of a fissure forming, with Towhee being in the pack, and Niamh still clinging to her undying loyalty to her friend. But as long as no massive rift came between Wraen and Towhee, then Niamh wouldn't be forced to choose her side. Wraen gave Pippin a chance to explain his strengths, so for then, she stood by her Sovereign's side, hoping he had something good to say for himself.