Redhawk Caldera Warp 1.9.

Why? Niamh's ears turned back suddenly in disdain and surprise. Suddenly, telling Towhee what she'd done didn't seem like such a good idea. She'd assumed that Towhee might take her side, all things considered, and it struck her as being quite strange that she didn't already know why Niamh would have tracked Kiwi down. "What do you mean, -why-?" She said, straining herself just enough to half-sign the question she repeated. Had Towhee forgiven Kiwi completely for what she'd done to Colt? Or had she not forgiven, but forgotten? 

She felt suddenly irritated that Towhee questioned her reasoning. It wasn't possible that she was the only one who had kept Kiwi as a target. In a few months it would be two years since Colt's death, but that had not served to ease Niamh's need for revenge. Maybe Towhee had forgotten about Colt, given the fact that Niamh was now mates with her brother. Towhee'd never really liked Colt, from what she could remember- she'd even kicked Niamh out of a pack because of him. But she still felt that she owed it to Colt to get revenge, even if it wasn't what he would have wanted. It's what she wanted him to want for her, so she'd done it. 

Still, for whatever reason, Towhee seemed to be oblivious to all of that. And Niamh'd been asked a question, so she'd answer it, though her patience was strained. If she wasn't so sore on her leg, she might've come up with an excuse and wandered off to cool down elsewhere. "That bitch killed Colt. So I killed her back," She answered coldly.