Broken Antler Fen Acid green

"There once was a Towhee..."  Wraen hummed to herself the silly song she had made about her friend the time before last they had met. After their most recent encounter she wished that there were more ways she could help the Redhawks to deal with everything. And ever since Moonspear's doom it occurred to her now and then that there was no reason for these two packs to stay apart, because the biggest "dividing argument" was no longer valid. Even the close-knit family circle had been broken - with Niamh disappearing without a trace. But then she knew that those old frustrations and misunderstandings hadn't gone anywhere - they would spark up, once they moved in again. So, if living separately meant that Wraen and Towhee could be better friends to each other, then so be it. 

Nevertheless even now she entertained herself with the image of all the fun things old ladies like her and slightly younger compatriot Towhee could do in Brecheliant and it was nice to plan and look foward to something in a fairly uncertain future.