Redhawk Caldera We got no one to hide from

Towhee wasn't quite sure what she wanted from him. There was no way to prove it, though seconds before her uncle appeared, she noticed the thick stripe down his back. Definitely a Blackthorn... the mercenary mused despite herself, though she didn't get the chance to open her mouth before the pack's Alpha male arrived to question their visitor.

She remained mum, falling easily into role of silent observer as she peered speculatively at Colt. What was Finley's brother doing here? Was he visiting? Did he want to join? Would her godparents let him near the pups? That thought made the fur along Towhee's spine prickle. She didn't trust outsiders, even if they were related by blood, at least until they proved themselves. But Towhee was getting ahead of herself. She shifted her weight and watched the exchange with a blank expression but shrewd eyes.