Redhawk Caldera Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.

She missed the mark, though Towhee didn't even realize it as Gannet struck out a foreleg and scooped her closer. He bent down to nuzzle her and a giggle burst out of her even as she reared onto her hind feet (weight balanced against his fetlock) and mushed her own tiny paws against his face in a playful attempt to shove him away. An equally jocular growl rumbled in her chest.

When she was met with resistance by pure merit of his superior strength, Towhee went boneless and slipped to the floor, then tried to wriggle underneath his broad paw to make her escape. All the while, she made a continuous chuckling noise not unlike a city pigeon.