Sun Mote Copse The thing about kinked tail

She tensed defensively when Wraen began her next soliloquy, though she clenched her jaw and remained quiet, eyes lingering on the leader's lips. The Sovereign delivered her words very carefully and reasonably, which helped keep Towhee's knee-jerk anger simmering rather than broiling, though there was still a thread of white hot annoyance zipping through her blood.

-"I told him, verbatim, that he was welcome to be part of Meerkat's life. How much clearer could I have been, Wraen?"- the Regent asked, more sulkily than angrily. -"I never, ever claimed to be an empathetic person,"- she added, this time trapping the sigh in her chest.

She was suddenly reminded of her own conversation with Niamh following her (Niamh's) row with Phox. She had pointed out to her friend that it was most reasonable to keep the peace, for everyone else's sake, since they all had to live together. Towhee suddenly realized that no matter how much she wanted to kick Pippin's ass or prevent him from ever seeing Meerkat again, she would have to do the exact opposite, not only for the child in question but everyone else directly and indirectly affected. It was going to be difficult, though the Regent knew she could take the high road... or at least try her best.

As well, she already shared Meerkat with two others, so what was one more? A child's love was not finite. And their family was already far from conventional. Niamh and Phox had never hesitated to share their roles with her, just as she hadn't batted an eyelash with sharing her miracle baby with the two of them. It might take her some time to process her thoughts and feelings on the matter, though perhaps she would come to realize and accept that she was a lot less worried about confusing her daughter than she was simply overly possessive and controlling about the child she'd never thought she'd have.

-"I bet when Meer's old enough to understand these things, she'll tell us she thought of everyone as her moms and dad this entire time,"- Towhee said with a snort, trying to quell the petty jealousy that arose in her heart at the mere thought.