Sun Mote Copse Grown out of myth.

Maybe not who Towhee had hoped, but Maia heard it.  She'd been avoiding the Regent (and now Niamh) like the plague, not interested in embarassing herself in front of either warrior.  The added bonus was that she could lazily avoid all training and focus on her true talents; gathering stories, daydreaming, and occasionally hunting.

She couldn't avoid that call, though.  There was too much sad in it, and as uncomfortable as sad made it, Maia had a morbid curiosity too.  I mean, she could help, sure.  But she also really, really wanted to know what would make Towhee call like that.  If the woman was a character, she wasn't the type Maia would pin sadness on.

It probably took her a bit to get there, but when she did, she saw that Wraen was already there.  Feeling like her sister probably had it handled, she slipped around the other way, attempting to leave unnoticed.  She was curious! But not enough to join a conversation already in progress.

edited for shadow post!  Prolly a cameo <3