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She needn't have even added that last bit, for the stranger froze just as immediately as Towhee issued the "command." Feeling more perplexed by the moment, Towhee slowly padded over to the Iota, her forelegs even with the prostrate woman's shoulder. She looked down at the top of her head for a moment, then moved to stand in front of her, more so she could see Camilla's face than the other way around.

"Look, I'm not sure what's going on with you," the Beta began, then realized how unkind that sounded and tried to course correct. "I mean, there's no need to be so freaked. I was only kidding. Although you really were sleeping on my sister's grave." She huffed again. "It's really not that big a deal."

Anticipating some sort of new conniption fit, Towhee wondered if she could stave it off with an introduction. "I'm Towhee. Are you Camilla...? My brother mentioned you." And comes home every night smelling like you, she added silently, wondering where on earth Phox had found this lady.