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Maia was upset? That did not jive with Towhee's image of her, so the topic easily captured her attention. So many thoughts went through her mind as Wraen told the tale, which was a welcome distraction from all the anger.

"And you thought I was being harsh when I called him a baby," the Sovereign couldn't help but point out with a dry huff. Towhee shook her head and said, "To be fair to him, we really do need him here right now, especially with Fennec away." There was her litter, Niamh's too, and the Regent's injured leg. She shoved that thought aside before it could piss her off all over again. "I'd at least like him to stay until the pups come. Then, I'll..."

Well, she was a bit conflicted on that, to be honest. She would prefer to keep Eljay here, for mostly selfish reasons. Couldn't Maia relocate? But if they wanted pups of their own, they might be better off in Brecheliant, after all. Last time they'd met, Wraen had told Towhee, "I am all for organic development, but a nudge in the right direction would be necessary." But which was the right direction? Wraen had also said, "ah... let them figure it out. I don't know. They are grown people after all," in the course of that same conversation.

"Maybe they should just make their own pack," Towhee blurted. She wasn't serious—not like when she would be when she pitched this same idea to Meerkat with Bronco—because that would be absurd, right? "I'll talk to him next time I see him, feel out his side of the situation," she reprised her earlier promise.