Redhawk Caldera Saving people, hunting things: the family business.

Her expression brightened at her brother's reassurance that they could freely kill any- and everyone once they were a little older. -How much bigger?- she wondered, as if Phox was an authority on the matter. But before he could make a reply, they both peered in the adults' direction, watching as Raven continued to converse with the stranger. She might not have been able to hear or even read lips from this distance, yet her sister was chatting in a fashion that was altogether too friendly for Towhee's tastes.

With a little sneer curving her lips, she turned back to Phox. -I should probably stay with Raven...- she admitted. Although she was silent as she signed, her movements telegraphed her indecisive hesitation. -Can we pretend our prey is outsiders?- she added, hoping her litter mate would make it worth her while if she was to give up on the joint patrol with Raven.