Redhawk Caldera Dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days.

Towhee lunged at him again, although she lunged at his face with kisses rather than tackling him this time. He crumpled to the ground, shoving a paw into her face so she couldn't get too close. In fact, he shoved her so hard that he was able to get out from underneath her and onto his feet. Once righted, he found himself facing the flower again, and he leaned in for a closer look.

It had six petals on the outside (though Phox couldn't count them), and a funny bell-like thing in the middle. Inside that was some powdery stuff. All of them were yellow, Phox noted, and he tugged at the stem of one until it broke. He shook it a couple of times, then teased it in front of Towhee's face with eyes wide with mischief. -Play?- he asked, wriggling his bum while the flower dangled from his jaws.