Sun Mote Copse Legacy rule.

Niamh mentioned porcupines and Towhee's frown deepened. She suddenly thought of all the other dangerous creatures out there. One of the twins had already been stung (her heart lurched unpleasantly), what if it happened to someone else? What if one of the pups had a reaction like Wraen's? Towhee shook her head as if trying to physically rid herself of the thought. It didn't really bear thinking about, did it?

-"She's barely alive. It's..."- Well, Towhee wasn't really sure what she wanted to say. She swallowed thickly, orange gaze falling to the proffered bird. -"Do you mind if we take this to the rendezvous site and share it with the kiddos? Although,"- she said in the next breath, hesitating. -"I wouldn't mind hanging out and talking with you a bit, if that's okay. We're down a witch but we're still a coven."- Towhee smiled sadly. -"I want to catch up while we have the chance. How've you been?"-

Of course, they saw one another every day, yet they were always distracted by their duties to their family and the pack. Towhee's gaze lingered softly on Niamh's, plumbing the depths of her sister-in-law's eyes, wanting to know how she was holding up lately, Wraen's incident aside.