Bramblepoint I learned that from the pizza man.

She was kind of surprising herself by making steady, ongoing plans to interact with someone outside Redhawk Caldera. But somewhere along the line, by pure happenstance, Hydra had become something more than a mere outsider. It would take Towhee some time to truly process this, to allow herself to enjoy it properly, to label it. But currently, she was mostly just thrilled that Hydra seemed to like her suggestion.

"Okay," she said simply in summation, her own tail still waving to and fro. She blinked and then asked, "What should we do with this?" She pointed a toe at the slain bobcat. Towhee wasn't particularly hungry, though she supposed she should take some of the meat back to the pack. Perhaps she should give a hunk of it to Raven to apologize for being so moody and rude.