Sun Mote Copse Leave a light on.

Likely a one-post cameo

While the Glade had offered shelter and a place to rest while they were left to assume their home territory flooded calmly and quietly over the course of the week, Niamh had scarcely been present. She roved the territories around the bog and surrounding the glade, searching incessantly for her missing daughter. Like a lonely siren singing to an empty sea, she howled, hoping someone might at least be able to reply with good news, or a sighting. But little came back to her- and it was as if Alyx had simply disappeared off the map. 

She wasn't far from the Glade, and was just about to set out on another search when she heard Towhee's voice. She still harboured spite knowing that her daughter had somehow gone missing when there were several adults who she'd expected to keep an eye on her. Niamh's job had been to lead them to safety- and she'd done that. She'd only been able to do that without having to babysit as well; so she'd left that task to her comrades, and they disappointed her. 

She flung her head back and despite the fact that she knew Towhee couldn't hear her, her other packmates would, and she trusted one of them to deliver the message. She informed them that she would continue scouting the Glade and surrounding areas, and would not be returning to the Copse for at least another few days, as she searched for her missing daughter. Then, after a moment of consideration, she tacked on a (noticeably passive-aggressive) note that she wanted Phox and the others to take special care of making sure at least her two remaining children made it back to the Copse safely, before she silenced herself, and began to slog through the mud in hopes of finding tracks now that the rains had subsided. She knew that Phox intended to remain in the Glade a bit longer, and she hoped she kept Quetzal and Primrose close to him for as long as he remained there, and also on their way back to the Copse.