Sun Mote Copse abcdeFU

A paw covered the incessant laughter—muffling it, trying to swallow it down and appear completely normal before she turned to look at her husband who was staring at her as if he didn’t quite know what to make of this and her—

—neither did she, truthfully. As if to regain some footing in this scenario, she shifted her weight, her paw leaving her mouth to graze her cheek, as if checking for any unkept fur. “Towhee’s a twat,” she decided aloud, the joke falling flat when the humor didn’t meet the tone in her voice.

Seriously. How unhinged was the Redhawk woman? The first time Meadow had even met her, she had been gallivanting around, injured, when she was supposed to be on bed rest and then hurt herself more, so Reyson had to carry her to Epoch to get looked at…

Now, she had lured them to the Copse, stating big dreams of a tight-knit friendship and family, all but to pop out a random baby she endangered by dragging about from one land to the next, and then all but bounced on them in the end, after they had settled their children here.

“Now we’re stuck in this home that’s someone else's home, with barely a neighbor near us, after learning there’s a band of rogue wolves making attacks and dealing out dangerous herbs and medicines.”