Sun Mote Copse spring's thrall

His words eventually did trigger some strong emotions, though they erred more toward anger than pain. Towhee tried to control it, though the fur along her spine bristled as she reminded him, "I know, I've raised two kids." She hadn't done it alone, of course, but this wasn't the first time someone had made this mistake with her and she found it irritated her savagely. "Phox would've helped me, Niamh and the rest of the pack too. I wouldn't have been alone, just like you were never on your own," she also felt the need to point out to him, a little bluntly.

She said nothing for a moment before continuing brusquely, "And I know that." As far as she knew, there was no way to tell for certain, though Towhee had chosen to accept that her body simply wasn't capable of reproduction, based on the empirical evidence. "Not that it's anyone else's business but Wraen is entirely aware," she concluded. And with that, she suddenly wanted to be done with this conversation. The anger was already beginning to wear off but it left behind a sting she didn't want to deal with right now.

"I have to go," she said abruptly. "Find Maia and check on Niamh." Towhee didn't think she needed to spell it out any further, since they'd gone over it already. Without awaiting a reply, she turned and left in the direction of the rendezvous site.