Redhawk Caldera Not a wing flapper in sight.

Skipping (and mercilessly power-playing) @Cinder to keep this moving. Wanna wrap?

Tywyll sought revenge by grabbing onto one of her ears. Towhee actually tilted her head to give him better access, smiling at this new ticklish sensation. -Ah, I don't need that anyway,- she mused "out loud." -You wanna get in there and clean it while you're at it though?-

She didn't hear it when Cinder began to cry out of nowhere, though she saw his mouth open in an unmistakable expression of displeasure. Finley was quick to fetch her quarrelsome son and stuff a teat in his mouth. Towhee huffed a laugh at the sight, tail thumping when the food immediately placated him.

"Probably feeding time for you too, huh?" she guessed, peering down at Tywyll before planting a kiss between his ears and rising to all fours.