Sun Mote Copse It's all so incredibly loud.

The sound of Towhee's howl never failed to send a shiver up Niamh's spine. It wasn't simply the tone of her voice, but the fact that generally, being summoned by Towhee meant that there was something to discuss, and that summon had meant a variety of different, sometimes treacherous things in the past. She was calling out for Phox too, which pulled a frown to her lips. Was it something about the kids? She didn't sound too alarmed, but Niamh was quick to turn on her heel and beat a path for the Rendez-vous site regardless, to find Towhee sitting atop a log, looking somewhat like a prophetess in her sunbeam whilst a rainbow arced across the sky overhead. It made Niamh chuckle, despite her concern, and she sauntered forward, ears cupped to try and hear Phox who she assumed would arrive soon. 

She tipped her head back and gazed up into the small clearing, blinking into the blue sky, and allowing her gaze to fall to the rainbow before she sniffed in amusement and licked her lips. "-You plan all this er sumthin'?-" She asked wryly, gesturing toward the sky with a tilt of her muzzle.