Sun Mote Copse Sanitized, alone.

It seemed this all weighed more on his mind than she'd anticipated. Figment needed to hash it out a bit further and Towhee was happy to be a sounding board, even if she couldn't hear. Her eyes continuously flicked to his lips as they walked along, making sure to catch and absorb every word.

"I really will give it some thought, Fig," she said with a smile, hoping he understood she didn't mean to blow him off. She just wanted to sit down and give it the attention it deserved. "But for whatever it's worth, you're en—" Towhee cut off abruptly, quite possibly to the detriment of her son's self-esteem.

But before Fig could wonder why his mother had failed to complete her sentence, she gave voice to the thought that had just struck her like lightning. Only it was a lot less like lightning because this wasn't actually the first time. "Have you ever thought of leading a pack of your own?"