Sun Mote Copse It's all so incredibly loud.

She could see that Niamh was saying something, though the rainfall quickly grew heavier, making it impossible for Towhee to follow along. Blinking the water from her eyes, she did her best to capture her friend's words, then Phox's, but there was nothing for it. They would have to continue this conversation elsewhere.

Motioning for them to follow, Towhee led the pair toward the same small thicket where she and Bronco had hunkered down over a sleeping Meerkat not so long ago. The memory put a lump in her throat. It would be a tight fit, with the three of them, but at least they would be out of the rain.

-"There's nothing wrong with that name,"- she belatedly said, -"I just thought about making the pack feel more like mine. But it's not just mine,"- even if she was in charge. -"Look, let's just think about it and circle back later."- Although they were sheltered from the weather, it was still fairly difficult to communicate in such cramped quarters.

Easing onto her belly, Towhee turned her attention to the storm. She could see puddles forming in the main clearing of the rendezvous site. The whole copse was going to turn into a mud hole if all this rain didn't let up soon. Alyx would absolutely loathe it, though Quetzal would surely be thrilled. Prim would probably sleep through the whole thing. And Meerkat, well... she was at least high up somewhere, hopefully safe and dry.

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