Redhawk Caldera Wilted colors.

This is set a couple few days from now, so cue the vague!

Towhee sat at the northern borders, staring at Moonspear in the distance as she tried to process everything Meerkat had just told her. It was too much, especially given her current condition. The dizzy spells had passed but she still felt lethargic. She constantly ran hot, despite the fur falling off her swelling teats. She was most definitely pregnant, though it was presently difficult to take any pleasure in this fact as she watched the speck of sand finally disappear from view.

Meerkat would check in again soon, she knew. In the meantime, Towhee needed to get back to the cave and lie down for a while. She tried not to think about it as she made the slow climb, though of course, how could she help herself? @Hydra was presumed dead, along with many others, and Moonspear was no more. The fireflies were only barely hanging in there. It was all so unfathomable.

Just be glad Meerkat and Bronco are okay, she told herself, grunting a little when a cramp prompted her to stop for a moment. Maybe they'll come home to stay. They could help raise their younger siblings. The Sovereign clung to that thought, the only buoy in a bleak and choppy sea.