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Wraen explained that she merely meant to give her sub- and co-leaders a break from their various duties. Towhee glanced at Niamh at the same time the towheaded she-wolf signed at her. -"That's all you,"- she insisted with a grin. Sure, they were raising their children as a unit, though Towhee had only given birth to one and a nigh angel at that. Niamh had undertaken quite a bit more by her estimation, so she deserved a respite more than anyone else.

-"Got me,"- she added after a beat, fiery gaze swinging back to the Sovereign, brow arched in amusement. -"Did you mean witching or bitching?"- she quipped. -"I'm sure we can procure some grub. Better yet, we should make the rest of the pack bring us some. We deserve as much, don't we?"- Towhee was mostly joking, though her orange eyes glimmered at the thought.