Redhawk Caldera wake the devil

Meerkat was in a terrible state. It tugged at the limits of Niamh's patience to spare a moment for her to compose herself, and though Meerkat attempted to explain something, her words were stuttered and confusing. Niamh could make neither head nor tails of it, and she wasn't keen on wasting time letting Meerkat try and find her words there, when she felt it was best for them to get her somewhere safe and warm. She'd been travelling in a hurry, and looked exhausted. If they didn't keep her moving, she worried Meerkat might simply collapse there, and then they'd have to drag her home. 

But her gaze caught sight of something over Niamh's shoulder, and she darted past Niamh who followed her gaze and saw Towhee approaching. She sighed; good. At times like this, she really missed having X around- but thankfully, Towhee'd been in the area and had found them on her own. Meerkat blundered straight into her mother, causing her to expell air loudly. Niamh turned toward Reyes. "Thanks, Reyes." She said softly. She wasn't sure how he felt about all the emotional mess, but she was glad he'd kept himself steady in the wake of such a sudden, alarming arrival. With Towhee now present, her expression of gratitude had also been her way of letting Reyes know he was no longer obliged to follow her orders, as Towhee would be more than capable of helping Meerkat up the slope- but she didn't usher him away, either. She sat, and if Towhee sent a glance her way, all she could do was sigh and shrug. She had absolutely no idea what was bothering Meerkat so much.