Heron Lake Plateau Speak of the not devil.

Elwood had certainly shared in Finley's disappointment regarding the situation with Towhee. He hadn't quite experienced the same level of anger and frustration, however; he was naturally hard to piss off, but he also hadn't been there in the heat of the moment. He could fully understand why Finley was upset, and though she had cooled to a simmer some time ago, his ears still pricked with wariness when he heard Towhee calling for them outside of their den.

Fin was the first to exit, but Elwood wasn't far behind her. He came to stand alongside his mate, forming a united front -- not one that was opposed to the changes that had occurred, but one that hadn't quite enjoyed the way things had transpired. His expression was not unkind as he looked at Towhee, waiting for her to speak up and planning to allow Finley to take point in the conversation; after all, she had been there when the proverbial shit had hit the fan.