Bramblepoint No one uses CB radio anymore.

Hydra's reassurance fell on deaf ears, though Towhee mustered a wan smile and a nod. "I know I don't need to tell you to do the same," she replied. They shouldn't have to worry—the Redhawks should have scrubbed the Blackfeathers from the face of the earth—but at least there were many capable wolves out there at the ready to break some necks.

Although Towhee couldn't hear the howl, she saw Hydra's reaction and understood. "Same to you. Take care," Towhee said simply, dipping her snout as her companion swiveled and made her exit. Once she was gone, she turned and smiled at her sister. As Orca rose to her feet, X swooped from his perch, and the party of three headed home to the caldera.