Golden Glade Shadowless.

Her breath caught in her throat as she wondered if Rye had spoken to Raven and Quixote yet; whether they would be angry with her for stealing their member; if perhaps she should offer to send a grove wolf to them in exchange... Towhee shoved these thoughts aside and tightened her grip as Raven leaned into the embrace, her face still pressed into the other woman's neck. As she drew in her sister's smell, she realized she just wanted everything to be set to rights. There was no point stewing over changes in backdrops or surnames. They were still family and nothing could ever change that.

Eventually, they drew apart and Towhee's face flushed when Raven immediately seized on the subject of Rye, of course. -"Can we just ignore my random spate of verbal diarrhea?"- she said and signed weakly, laughing at Raven's obvious pleasure over the unbidden revelation. -"Can we talk about how pregnant you are instead? And how you're settling in? And how everything's hopefully going awesomely with you and yours...?"-