Redhawk Caldera I'll interrogate the cat.

She could see Elwood's movements out of the corner of her eye but she did not turn to look at him, despite the overwhelming urge, and so she did not hear his utterance of, "Wait." Only when she felt his cool nose touch her shoulder did Towhee slowly, reluctantly, turn to face him. Somehow, she had managed to school her expression into a cool blankness, though there was still hurt swimming in her orange eyes.

She almost brushed it off again but, at the last second, sighed lengthily instead. -It gets to me sometimes, not being able to communicate as easily as everyone else,- she signed slowly. -Nobody understands what it's like.- Even as the motioned the words, she felt a deep sadness in the pit of her belly. Her impairment almost never bothered her—and on the rare occasion it did, it passed quickly—but on rare moments like these, Towhee felt strangely isolated from even her closest loved ones.

-Can we patrol now? Please?- she requested again after a beat, fidgeting.