Sun Mote Copse Othan.

Wildfire arrived and Kiwi stood rooted, still silent as Towhee passed the news on to her.  Clover arrived and Kiwi only managed a stare for her as well. She should feel glad.  She knew she should feel glad.

Why didn't she feel anything?

There was something, but it wasn't a good something.  Resentment.  It wasn't like she hated her sister, and once the shock and general mistrust in the news wore off, she'd be glad she was alive.  But so far, every time something good or bad had happened for her, Bat managed to turn the focus to her.  Nomi leaves, Bat disappears.  They move, Bat shows up.  They form a new pack, Bat disappears and supposedly dies.  Kiwi gets made Regent and Bat's alive again.  It was ridiculous, being jealous of a sister who obviously hadn't chosen to fall through the ice.  But there it was.

Kiwi took a few steps back, turning away from her mom.  She didn't... really want to be here.  So, as was becoming a theme for the girl, she began to lope away.  To her credit, at least she didn't take off running.