Sun Mote Copse Along the skyline

Niamh didn't seem particularly ruffled by Towhee's direct approach. The two of them had always been able to discuss anything without sugarcoating it. In fact, Niamh offered up her side of the story readily, not bothering to sanitize her take on Fennec's behavior. The Sovereign's fur prickled at how dismissive she seemed of the entire thing, though she could admit to herself that Fennec was sometimes mercurial and quick to grow defensive, especially against perceived slights to her abilities as a blind wolf. Towhee herself always tried to be conscientious of it, especially with her own lost sense, but she knew the rest of the world wasn't always going to be very considerate of that.

There were a thousand things she could say in response to Niamh's take. Certainly, dozens of questions swarmed her mind. Why had Eljay asked for Fen's help? Since when was Niamh a medic as well? Had Fennec meant to shove Niamh or could that be an accident due to her blindness? Was even thinking that doing a disservice to her daughter? Why was Niamh so protective of Rasalas, against Fen, of all people? "I don't know what the boy's been through..." Well, there was at least one answer among the myriad questions she wanted to ask.

After a brief internal struggle, Towhee decided to pick one focus, asking, -"What do you mean, 'did something happen'?"- She resented the question and its implications and her expression reflected it as it grew a little sourer. She clicked her teeth together against any other questions that wanted to slip free, pressing her tongue against the backs of them as she made herself digest what she'd been told and await Niamh's elaboration.