Heron Lake Plateau she's tore up plenty, but she'll fly true

Raven started to argue further, but then Towhee threw down the gauntlet: unless she accepted the position, Quixote would be denied his leadership promotion. She felt anger bloom inside her. So that was how it was going to be, eh? Towhee was going to use Quixote to force Raven to her will?

She considered it for several moments. Quixote clearly wasn't sold on the leadership thing. There was every likelihood he'd turn it down anyway. But she didn't want to be the reason he was denied the chance altogether. She'd encouraged him to go for it, after all. And truthfully, she did think he'd be a pretty good leader. He had a level head, a calm sort of strength, and seemed to be guided by a reasonably solid moral compass. Maybe he could be the help she needed to lead this pack decently. She couldn't forget that Finley and Elwood were there, too. She didn't like anything about the idea, nor the circumstances that had brought the entire situation around. None of it felt right to her. It felt...shitty, actually, to be taking alphaship from her own sister like this. But clearly Towhee wasn't going to give in, and no matter how much Raven wanted to disagree with her, her arguments did make sense. Dammit. With steel in her eyes, she met Towhee's gaze and said, "Fine." Here came the anxiety again. "I'll do it if you insist. But only if you're sure this is what you want."