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Towhee knew he would probably support her, though it was quite the loaded comment. Phox promptly started to choke. Towhee leaped to her feet, fully prepared to mount her brother in some mummer’s farce of the Heimlich maneuver. Fortunately, he recovered on his own, leaving her to sink back to the ground with some grunts and winces.

Despite her aches and pains, she smiled at his response. There were a lot of logistics to sort through but—aside from nearly dying—he hadn’t batted an eyelash. Towhee appreciated that inherent support so much, she felt choked up for a moment.

Absolutely. And I don’t want to just bail on Epoch either. Do you think… maybe… they’d be willing to relocate? I’d suggest we merge with Moonspear but I don’t think they have room for five of us, much less an entire pack, Towhee thought aloud, frowning.