Redhawk Caldera We are the dreamers

Yes, this was one of their parents' eldest, one of Raven's litter mates. Towhee licked her lips pensively, remaining silent as Elwood and Nightjar exchanged greetings. He spoke slowly enough that she continued to read his lips with ease. When it became clear that he was here to stay, the Xi rolled her eyes emphatically at Phox's overeager reaction but did not pull any of her usual attitude. For one thing, she wanted to prove she was of leadership caliber. For another, her ability to understand the newcomer so easily definitely went a long way with her. Difficulty communicating was the number one obstacle she faced with outsiders and it didn't appear to be a problem with this particular wolf.

Likely to the surprise of the two that knew her well, the Xi took a step forward and said, "I'm Towhee." She glanced over at her derp of a sibling, smiling despite herself, and faced Nightjar again. "And this is Phox." She paused, wondering if she should add anything else, when the obvious came to mind: "I'm deaf. If you come back to live here, you're going to have to learn ptero." It could (and should) be a requirement for all new recruits, Towhee thought. She glanced at Elwood to see what he made of the exchange.