Redhawk Caldera Warp 1.9.

The Sovereign chewed the inside of her cheek pensively, saying nothing to Niamh's remarks. She glanced back at the trio again, in time to catch what looked like some restless shuffling from Alyx. But she went still again. The other two looked like they'd fallen asleep—cried herself to sleep, in Meerkat's case. Even in slumber, her face looked wretched, though her unconscious grimace paled in comparison to her siblings' more corporeal wounds.

Turning around to face Niamh again, Towhee wasn't sure what to say about any of it. It was strange to think that all their kids were in the same place for once. It might've been a joyful observation, if half of them weren't maimed. She supposed she should be thankful that Fennec wasn't in worse shape; that Meerkat's affliction at least wasn't life-threatening; and that Fig, Nellie, Prim and Q were intact.

After several moments of silence, Towhee stretched out a toe to tap gently against the stiff rabbit carcass. "Should we try waking them soon, make sure they're eating?" she wondered. She wasn't a medic, nor was Niamh. Maybe they should wait until Eljay or Fen stopped by. Towhee shook her head and switched gears abruptly, saying, "I don't know if you caught anything she said when she first showed up but I got something about a bear. Do you think there was an attack at the glen too? What're the odds? A cougar here, a bear there...?"