Redhawk Caldera cus in my castle i'm the freakin man.

Towhee was intrigued by the news, as Fin had anticipated. She smiled and was about to begin when Phox arrived. She nudged him affectionately on the temple in greeting. "Towhee and I are hunting a fox," she informed him, "Like, an actual one. Not a wolf named after one." She gestured with her muzzle toward the patch of grass that still smelled faintly of the little demon so Phox could take a whiff. He'd have to work pretty hard to find it under the scent of Fin all over the place, but she was confident he'd get it and be able to point them in the right direction.

"It's a fox I've run into before, and I was just about to tell your sister about how I was hunting it when I first met your mom," Fin informed him as he (I'm assuming) began to inspect the area. She glanced at Towhee with a grin.