Redhawk Caldera Leave your bag of bones underneath your bed

She couldn't guess what thoughts might be whirling in that young mind, though she hadn't expected small talk about the weather. Nonetheless, she managed a soft smile and took a seat. Towhee looked around at the whiteness covering everything, though that made her headache worse, so she quickly looked back to Alyx.

But before she could say anything, Phox arrived. Towhee tossed her brother a wan smile and then looked back to the yearling, a tendril of disquiet threading through her. Why had Alyx summoned her parents here? She wasn't really the type to seek out a group hug, though the Sovereign was still at least partly convinced this had something to do with Prim.

She almost dreaded sussing out the truth, plus she saw how discomfited Alyx looked. Rather than drive to the heart of the matter, Towhee replied to her observation by saying, -"We had all that rain in the summer, I'm not surprised we're seeing a lot of snow now. But your dad would know more about weather patterns than I would."- Aware of her own banality, she glanced at Phox again.