Sun Mote Copse he went galumphing back

It was strange to be thanked for what had just happened, though he understood why it was said. He gave her a half smile and a quiet nod. He was glad she was able to find some tiny shred of consolation in this news. He just wished he could give her more, but he wouldn't pretend there was more to give in order to do so.

So, he was quiet and watchful, letting her move through her emotions on her own. He saw no sign from her that she neeed physical comfort, so he stayed put and merely listened to her questions when finally she broke the silence that had fallen. "She is," he answered after she'd finished the asking, "Eljay is here still, and Weejay. Towhee, Phox, Bronco, Nellie, Niamh, Maia. Maia's on a trip at the moment, still looking for... um... Elfie? I think?" He hadn't met Elfie, but he was pretty sure that was the boy's name. But anyway.

"There are newcomers too. A couple of adults who found their way here, one way or another. And four pups," Fig couldn't help but smile a little more at this, "One is my mom's, and three others from my Dad and Niamh."