Sun Mote Copse A dream drawn from the sheath.

Phox made no move to shake off the little girl, so Towhee left her alone. Her attention now bounced between her brother and their elder daughter as their exchange grew heated. She honestly hadn't expected this, any of it. In other circumstances, the Regent might have made an effort to mediate, though it certainly wasn't her favorite, nor her specialty. In any case, she was too thrown by this whole arc, she just stood there with her mouth partially open and her eyeballs starting to ache.

She caught the mention of "today" and Towhee balked. "Today?" she echoed even as Meerkat pried herself off Phox's rib cage and slithered back over to her, suddenly yawning and flopping to the grassy ground. Her paw reflexively went to smooth down the child's back, soothing herself as much as Meerkat, even as the Regent's orange eyes stayed fixed on Fennec. She was once again struck dumb by how fast this was happening.

She'd brought Meerkat here to the rendezvous site today to join the rest of the family. Now she was losing her older daughter in one fell swoop. Her eyes tracked over to Phox for a moment to exchange a quick, pained glance, but then Towhee looked to Fennec again. If she was actually leaving so soon, there were things Towhee wanted to say, if she could only find her words.