Sun Mote Copse Along the skyline

Niamh wasn't too worried, then, if Towhee hadn't been told anything about the Ursus wolves or the Saints. Perhaps they weren't going to be a problem from so far away- and maybe they had someone in the pack that would inform them against trifling with the Firebirds. At least neither of the names sounded anything like Blackfeather, so she had no reason to believe that this might be another uprising of those wolves. She wasn't content to dismiss the possibility that they'd be called upon to aid Moonspear, but she figured Towhee would be the one to make the call should that time arrive. Obviously, for the protection of their children, Niamh would be willing to step in if need be. 

But Towhee seemed convinced that they needed to talk more about the child. At first, she was caught off guard and surprised. Why did she want more from Niamh? -"The kid's only spoken like...One word to me, his name. Other'n that, his face is too sore for much other'n a nod of his head,"- She said. Was that what Towhee wanted to know? -"I'm tellin' ya- I really don't know anything else about this kid. He's a closed book. An' for once, I'm trying not to push one of the kids in my care too hard."- She said. -"Just on the off chance maybe he'll stick around, and maybe not grow up to resent me."- She said with a bitter shrug.