Redhawk Caldera smart in an original way

He didn't have much to report on when it came to Fox. Towhee's lips pursed, though his mention of her older brothers captured her imagination. She knew Gannet, of course, and she'd heard of Ferret and Whip but she'd never met them. She tried to imagine what they looked like and came up with a cross of Nightjar and Gannet in her mind's eye.

"Where are they? Ferret and Whip, I mean?" Her head cocked as she gazed upward thoughtfully for a minute, though she quickly reverted her eyes back to Lagan to catch his reply. "And wasn't there another pup in that litter who died? I feel like Gannet mentioned him once. Or maybe it was your dad." Towhee paused, then admitted, "I don't remember."

But she wanted to remember. She wanted to know everything there was to know about the Redhawks, even the ones who'd turned their backs on the caldera. She wondered if she would be able to keep track of it all. There were so many wolves in their family. It was going to be a challenge for sure, though Towhee aspired to rise to it.