Sun Mote Copse World war freestyle.

I'm making a ton of assumptions, so feel free to tap me if I need to alter details!

If left to her own devices, Towhee very well may have crawled back into the grove. Being trapped there had been a nightmare, yet it turned out that escaping and leaving her family behind was worse in some ways. The separation was honestly unbearable. It turned out she would rather be stuck there with them than free without them. Having experienced both now, it distinctly felt like the lesser of two evils.

But then, the likes of @Fennec and @Rye were out here... and the choice had been taken from her anyway when she'd lost consciousness. She'd been drug back down somehow, miraculously without any further injuries, and had been convalescing in the copse ever since.

As Sugar silently went through today's assessment, Towhee lay very still, her heart and mind back with @Phox, @Figment and the rest still stuck. She had tried to get out and get help but that had backfired miserably. Now, she could barely walk for the infection in her leg. She was lucky to be alive, honestly, and owed a lot not only to her pint-sized caretaker but @Niamh, @Wraen and the other Firebirds.

Her little sister finished and tapped her shoulder to get Towhee's attention. She turned dull orange eyes in time to catch, "—fine. Are you hungry?" She shook her head and looked away a moment, then sighed and said, "But I know I should eat." When she looked toward Sugar again, the girl had gone, presumably to fetch a meal.