Sun Mote Copse A dream drawn from the sheath.

She felt Towhee pull her in close and snuggled in comfortably, letting herself lean against her mom's comfortable warmth.  She was going to miss her too, more than she wanted to or could really say.  We'll be fine, she re-iterated, both as a defense for Penn and to ease the moment.  But I'm going to miss you too.  She let her cheek press against her, then heard the chirrup.  She opened her mouth to argue as Towhee sent Meerkat running, but the girl was off before she could nab her into a hug too.  Well... she could nab her baby sister in a bit for a forced snug too.  Because that goodbye, like every goodbye here, was going to be rough. And it probably wouldn't sink in how rough until she was already on her way out and the distance between them was real.