Sun Mote Copse fever dream high

Maybe it was the rain making her particularly pensive today. More likely, it was the thought of Wraen leaving and taking some of their most capable comrades with her. Their last conversation replayed in her head whenever she patrolled, needling at her. Towhee knew she needed to just accept it and move on with her life. She was the true Sovereign now and she was responsible for the Firebirds' future, so she needed to focus.

But her attention was shot, which became painfully obvious when she looked up from a vague staring contest with her toes to see Phox leading a dark figure through the copse. Her ears fell back, her muscles stiffening. Wraen had always permitted guests in the copse, as long as they were escorted. Towhee didn't mind that idea so much, especially considering Meerkat's recent decision, but they should really only allow family...

Moving toward them, she realized she recognized the dark yearling. She was family. She looked so much like Raven, it made Towhee's chest hurt a little. -"Vasa! Hey!"- she said a bit too loudly, -"How are the Frosthawks?"- Specifically, Figment. That thought made her realize there was another possibility: she wasn't just visiting but had come here to stay, another welcome exchange student among the sister packs.