Redhawk Caldera You don't have to be ruled by fate.

"Ray bees?" Towhee repeated under her breath, immediately picturing bees shooting death rays out of their butts in lieu of stingers. Her eyes narrowed as she studied Elwood's face, to see if he was pulling her leg. But no, he looked deadly serious. She would have to ask him and Raven more about it once they met up with the medic.

She took one last glance at the corpse, suppressing a mild shudder. Towhee then broke into a purposeful trot, matching her stride with her uncle's as they left the borders and headed deeper into the territory in search of Raven, now with much more pressing matters than a mere headache.