Redhawk Caldera New rule: you steal my baby, you get punched.

They really didn't do much, Towhee observed, mostly because there wasn't a whole lot to them just yet. They were very small, with hidden eyes and ears so tiny they were nearly nonexistent. Their tails were short and stubby, their paws many times smaller than her own nose. They were teeny and precious. The Xi's protective instincts seemed to increase tenfold even as she lay there with them.

I'll never let anyone or anything harm you, the teenager thought fiercely toward the tiny foursome. She glanced at Finley, who appeared to be snoozing, before one of the pups captured her attention. It was one of the little girls and she appeared to be sniffing the air. Gently, Towhee leaned forward to touch her nose to the pup's much tinier schnoz.