Redhawk Caldera it's a sign of the times.

*snatches the cookies*

They were playing a rousing game of tag, which Towhee was enjoying immensely, when @Phox and @Orca decided to invite @Benjamin, @Nova and @Ivy to join them. Without even waiting to see if the outsiders would take her siblings up on the offer, the Xi left in disgust. She padded over to a gray lump in the distance, in her anger and distraction mistaking it for a rock she could kick. It turned out to be her Aunt Finley, however, and Towhee came to a halt about three feet away, a thundercloud on her brow.

"Aunt Finley?" she said, voice quivering against her knowledge. She was about to say something when she blinked and her face suddenly screwed up in confusion. She moved closer, dropping her nose to her godmother's shoulder and inhaling deeply. "You smell... different," Towhee observed. "Not like when you smelled funny a few weeks ago," she continued, "but not like you usually do, either." She glanced at the Alpha female's face curiously.