Redhawk Caldera fire in the hole

If the other bystanders conversed around her, Towhee remained oblivious. Her eyes tracked every single one of her pack mates' movements as they set off on their hunt. She had no attention to spare to read lips. Being deaf sometimes had its perks: she wasn't bothered or distracted by any sounds in the backdrop, letting her focus remain solid.

The instant everything went awry, Towhee bolted to her feet. X just barely swooped off her shoulder as she shot like a rocket toward her fallen sister. "Fiadh!" she bellowed, teeth snapping at the fumbling fawn if only to get it out of the way. "Someone kill this thing!" the Alpha shouted in flustered exasperation even as Raven raced onto the scene.

When the medic took control, Towhee spared a glance upward. She saw the three other youths chasing the doe, Colt hot on their heels. "Fuckin'—" she blurted under her breath even as she shot the downed Fiadh a concerned glance and then sprang toward the ongoing hunt. "Stop! Stop! STOP!"