Redhawk Caldera Warp 1.9.

It irked Niamh that Towhee had simply forgotten about the circumstances of her first mate's death. Her apology was acknowledged with a nod, but not necessarily accepted. Niamh was too proud of a creature to let go of an insult quickly, let alone something that really stung. It wasn't something she figured she had any right to hold against Towhee for forever, but...She felt entitled to be pissed off for a little while, at least. 

But the olive branch Towhee wisely chose to extend in the wake of her memory fumble did serve to placate Niamh a bit, and she nodded with a growl. Kiwi had had a spark- and that sort of spark could either be guided into something useful, or turn itself into an inferno, and Niamh had overpowered her for the sake of revenge while also taking out a potential threat to their pack. She still had no idea how she felt about having killed another wolf. 

"Your daughter's a badass, by the way. Fennec." It was as close as Niamh could come to offering Towhee at least a bit of a break, for the harm she hadn't intended to cause. "She pinned the impudent bitch to the ground." She said. She paused a moment, in consideration. It still seemed like it was a bit too soon to be giving Towhee a compliment, after she'd forgotten about the circumstances of Colt's death, but...She earned it, regardless. And Niamh cared too deeply for her friend to begrudge her without also being able to appreciate her. "You're a good Mom."