Redhawk Caldera Leave your bag of bones underneath your bed

Still healing from the gash on her foreleg- a final, parting gift from Kiwi- Niamh wasn't capable of simply jetting from one place to the other and thus, she heaved a heavy sigh when she heard Alyx's call. She'd been heading in the opposite direction- and would have to backtrack to go and meet up with her daughter, but at least this meant that she could follow her own trail in the snow for part of the journey. It made her heart ache to hear her daughter's voice crack the way it had, and she wondered if Alyx's vocal chords would ever fully heal. All things considered, it wasn't a big worry for Niamh. The fact that Alyx had escaped without her entire jugular being torn out was a godsend, given how close the cougar had come to doing so. 

Phox and Towhee were already with Alyx by the time that Niamh arrived. The only voice she heard was Towhee's, as she approached- as she tended to speak more loudly than the others, though her words weren't distinctly clear. All she could make out was the very tail end- the words "Ever come back?" 

Niamh glanced to Towhee, and then to Phox. Whatever conversation it was that Alyx had called them for, they had seen fit to begin without her, which rubbed Niamh's fur the wrong way. They should have waited for her- she was Alyx's mother. She came to Phox's side, but and her gaze was stern and questioning. "What's going on?" She asked, speaking directly to her daughter- wanting to hear whatever the matter was, straight from her daughter's mouth.