Sun Mote Copse The book is on the table.

Her lips twitched faintly at the question, which was fair. "We're good," she said simply, pausing for a moment before deciding to elaborate, "she didn't even try to kill me." Jokes aside, Towhee was glad for that for the more obvious reasons, though primarily because she truly and deeply valued her camaraderie with Moonspear's ruler.

That made her wonder: could Firebirds and Moonspear be considered sister packs, based on this adopted alliance? She opened her mouth to speculate aloud to Wraen, when a lurch in her gut took her by surprise. It felt like she was brewing an absolutely ferocious bowel movement, though at least it wasn't painful, like gas could be sometimes.

"Better clear out," she warned, although her stomach hadn't made any accompanying noises (not that Towhee knew one way or another), "I feel a massive toot coming on. It's going to be devastating."