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Eventually, Fennec slipped free from her grasp. Towhee let her forelegs drop back to the ground and gave her daughter her space, though she didn't go far. Although the Sovereign could've held onto her for hours, she was just as happy for the conversation, which couldn't happen if they were clutching at one another.

"Yeah, I had—I have—plenty of stuff. Probably always will," Towhee agreed with a dry laugh, before her lips twisted. "But that doesn't mean I don't have time for your stuff too. Your stuff is my stuff. I'm your mom," she pointed out with fondness.

She fell silent when Fennec shared the news about her relationship with Bronco. It wasn't particularly surprising, though no less delightful for that. There was, of course, a bit of a shadow over the entire thing. Did Fen know what had happened to him? Towhee wouldn't pry, though she did wonder.

"I'm happy for you guys," Towhee said earnestly. "Congratulations. I'd love to hear the deets, if you want to tell me about it." She paused before adding, "And that goes for anything, ever, really," just because she wanted to make sure Fennec knew that she wanted to be there for her always, even if she fumbled it sometimes.