Sun Mote Copse the fortune lady came along and walked beside,

She did remember, though so much had happened since, it was a vague memory at best. She smiled nonetheless, as she tried to recall their meet-cute, though it quickly turned into a playful grimace when Niamh wrapped around her like a spider monkey. She made some halfhearted noises of protest while secretly relishing the affectionate display. And when her sister-in-law retreated a moment later, she chased her with a fond nip to the golden fluff framing Niamh's face.

-"Damn straight and a-fucking-men,"- she agreed with a huff of laughter. It shook her body in such a way that Towhee became hyper-aware of her own exhaustion. Niamh was definitely helping but Towhee still felt like dog shit. What a day... and it was only mid-morning.

-"I need to go lay down,"- she said wearily, nudging against the other she-wolf and hinting, -"I could use a pillow."- And maybe if Niamh stayed with her, she wouldn't be stuck alone with her thoughts, dwelling on Meerkat's departure, then her comrades' onslaughts...