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The eyes that settled icily upon her looked uncannily like those belonging to Phox, but the rude response was even more startling. Taken aback, Ruenna was quiet for a long moment, and the boy began stomping away. Her ruff lifted in displeasure. She was an enormously patient woman, but even she had grown weary of the constant disrespect hurled around by Phox's and Towhee's offspring, generation after generation. 

A moment later, the fur on her nape settled. This latest batch had been through a lot in their short lives, and surely they each deserved some grace as they settled in to their new home. She gave one more try, lifting her voice so he might hear it even as he stomped away. "If you change your mind, I know some of his favorite places. A few are good places to be alone." 

Ruenna had not moved to follow the boy, and he soon moved out of range for the conversation to continue. With a sigh, she watched him stalk off into the distance. She hoped he was successful in his search, and the Phox was able to offer him some support for what was, no doubt, an extremely difficult change for the boy.