Hideaway Strath How I wish you were here

There was no reasonable explanation, though surely there was an unreasonable one. Niamh explained how Kiwi had left, only to come back and find her mother dead and Colt in charge. Towhee could imagine what that must've felt like. It didn't excuse her actions, of course. It all reeked of projection; Kiwi had left and returned at the worst possible times and taken out her guilt on the first person to cross her.

-"I was a bitch at that age but even I wasn't as raging as that one,"- Towhee said without humor. -"Do you know what happened to her, where she went? Was she injured in the fight too?"- Surely Colt had gotten in some blows. Towhee might not have liked him, yet she knew he wasn't remotely a pushover.

But before Niamh could answer that, Towhee said, -"Although I guess it doesn't really matter. You could try hunting her down but it would probably be nothing but a waste of time. Take it from me: revenge isn't what it's cracked up to be. And even when you kill the bad guy, nothing says he stays dead."- Her eyes flashed, fiery.

Catching Niamh's eye and keeping her voice down, Towhee urged, -"You shouldn't focus on Kiwi or avenging Colt. You should focus on yourself and your kids. You should be around your family."- With a pang, she remembered that Colt was Finley's brother. This must be hard on her too. -"And your pack. If you don't feel safe, I'm always available to do some training. Young or old, anyone's welcome at Towhee's Boot Camp."-