Heron Lake Plateau Norupo.

Fenn was a whimpering mess under Fig for a good portion of the fight, her sensitive ears flattened to the ground and her eyes squeezed shut.  That was, until she scented the blood.

It took her a bit, but eventually, she managed to squirm her way out from under her brother.  As soon as she did, she made a stumbling beeline for the two adults, and her little fangs were bared as she planted herself next to Towhee with a growl.  Every hair on her pelt was standing up, but if Weeya was in trouble, Fenn wasn't going to let her fight it alone.  She'd remain like that, growling at the strange shape, until Towhee likely forced her back.