Redhawk Caldera We need a home

Towhee only snapped out of her fugue state when Elwood turned to catch her eye. She loved her uncle dearly but she found his sympathetic gestures a little insulting. She wanted to return his look with a glare but she wasn't the type to be downright disrespectful. Besides, she couldn't really control it when instead her brassy eyes went soft with betrayal. "How could you?" her gaze seemed to accuse, though she quickly looked down and away to avoid her godfather picking up on her pain.

There was nothing for it. Her godparents had welcomed in this group of total strangers with open arms. Simply unable to process it at the moment, Towhee's facial muscles finally contorted. She gave the entire lot of them a heavily contemptuous look, particularly the young and sour-faced pups lingering behind the adults. Moving rather mechanically, the Xi then turned her back on everyone, galloping stiffly along the invisible borderline and eventually disappearing into the distance.