Redhawk Caldera But give thanks for the glorious fight

Gannet offered no answer (aside from a shrug), which earned an even harder squint from Towhee. Getting responses from him was proving a little difficult. He seemed to be a man of few words. A moment ago, she had liked this about him. Now she was beginning to swing in the other direction.

His question distracted her. She thought on it a moment, then shook her head. "I never met them," she explained with a roll of her shoulder. It was impossible to miss someone she had never known—just like Towhee didn't really miss the ability to hear—but there was definitely a curiosity there.

"Do you?" she wondered before brusquely commanding, "Tell me a story about them." Hopefully it would be more than ten words long...