Sun Mote Copse Othan.

The visiting mercenary turned a questioning glance at Wildfire but she was too busy blubbering. "Guess it's just the two of us," she murmured as Kiwi and Clover officially disappeared, the latter with a rueful backward glance that Towhee met with a cold, steely stare.

Redirecting all of her attention to her crybaby of an older sister, Towhee didn't so much nudge her as the air next to her shoulder. "Come on. I'll take you to see her," she repeated, beginning the steady march back to the plateau. She should probably be grateful she was deaf to the sighs, sniffles and sobs trailing after her.