Sun Mote Copse Song d'un nuit de sabbat.

Soon she was surrounded by familiar, concerned faces. Towhee struggled to keep herself upright and focused to receive them and explain what was happening. Surely they knew about the landslide, maybe they'd even made rescue attempts. But before she could speak a word about it, ask the questions on the tip of her tongue, she found herself slumping to the ground.

As she sank, she saw Niamh sign something at her. Although there was no humor in this situation at all, Towhee nonetheless huffed a laugh. The darkness at the corners of her vision then took over completely. She tried to fight it, because those still trapped in the grove needed her. They'll take care of me, was her last conscious thought, of us. Towhee's eyes closed as she fell unconscious.

Feel free to PP her, of course!