Sun Mote Copse Shaking nations.

When she came across Wraen tucked into a cozy hollow, fast asleep, Towhee hesitated. She didn't want to interrupt the Sovereign's nap time any more than she had Sugar's, though in between deciding to look for Wraen and actually finding her, the mercenary had come up with a pressing question she really wanted to ask. Actually, it was more like an offer she wanted to make. She licked her lips and deliberated for a few seconds before deciding to go ahead and rouse the leader. Maybe once everything was said and done, she could go back to her well-deserved rest, with Towhee happy to pick up the slack.

"Hey, Wraen?" Towhee said softly, she thought. In reality, she was speaking at a regular volume, plenty loud enough to stir someone from slumber. "Wraen?" She pawed a little closer and, as she did so, she noticed how absolutely exhausted the Sovereign looked, even while asleep.