Sun Mote Copse I imagine so many things

"You ate swamp slime for lunch?" Towhee joked with a smirk, before putting on a more serious face as she read Wraen's lips. Ho'man, was her knee-jerk reaction, where do I even start? But should she even bring up the drama between Phox and Niamh? It wasn't actually her business.

"Me? Getting in trouble? Nah, never," she replied with a laugh before her expression grew more thoughtful as she pondered the Sovereign's query about training. "I thought I saw Maia the other day but she ran the other way before I could say anything. I guess that explains that." She huffed. "Otherwise, I've tracked down maybe... a third of the pack? Not every session has gone to plan but we're making progress."

That was actually kind of vague, though there was still plenty more work to be done. Towhee cocked her head, wondering if Wraen would ask for more detail, which she would be happy to provide. Although before she had the chance, the mercenary turned the inquiry back on her and wondered, "What've you been up to lately? Torn any more new assholes?"