Ravenshook Cliffs Lassie 2.0

Woo! I'll wrap. :D

There wasn't much Towhee could do for her friend (without sticking her tongue inside Niamh's mouth, which seemed a strange thing to do), aside from offer companionship, comfort and, of course, gratitude—particularly when the Gamma took it upon herself to tend to the fresh gashes on her back. The broken skin stung under Niamh's ministrations, though Towhee sat as still as she could and kept her jaw clenched against any protests that might escape.

Eventually, her friend signed that she wanted to head home. Towhee merely nodded, then clicked her tongue at X. Keeping her belly slung low, she waited for the bird to awkwardly arrange himself on the swell of her buttock, giving the wounds plenty of breathing room. She then slowly rose to her full height and tipped her head to Niamh, the three of them plodding away from the cliffs without so much as a backward glance.