Redhawk Caldera I'll interrogate the cat.

Elwood was surprised when, rather than repeat herself, Towhee suddenly became uncharacteristically emotional. Even as she blinked and stood, he could see the tears that sprung to her eyes. She brushed the clarification aside and suggested a patrol, though the strained quality of her voice -- coupled with her abrupt mood swing -- left her godfather gazing after her with his mouth slightly agape.

"Wait," he said, taking to his feet as well. He reached out to touch her shoulder with his nose, his brow wrinkling with concern. "Towhee," he said, signing her name simultaneously. "What's wrong?" He didn't intend to let her go anywhere until he figured out what the problem was, and while his feathers were typically hard to ruffle, he wasn't sure what had caused her upset and felt like he was treading on unfamiliar territory.